PST 0652 - Tomar kache caite giye

Tomár káche cáite giye
Lajjá peye elám phire
(Dekhi) Mor prayojan mor áyojan
Tomári kalpaná ghire

Ámi ámáy jata jáni
Nijer bale jata máni
Tumi jáno anek beshii
Já karár tá dáo go kare

Nityakáler sáthii ámár
Mákháyecho rauṋ mamatár
Theke jábe priitiri hár
Rúpe ráge tomár tare
Anuráge bháver ghare

Having gone to You to beseech,
Feeling ashamed, I beat retreat,
Seeing all my needs and my provisions
Contained within Your imagination.

Whatever I may know about me,
Whatever I may deem as mine;
You know so much more than I;
What's to be done, Lord, let it be.

My Perpetual Companion,
You've painted me with Your affection;
My garland of love alone will dwell
For Your beauty and Your disposal
With devotion in my mental temple.