PS 4961
IIS'T'A MANTRA MOR PRIYA PRA'N'A'DHIK
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IŚT́A MANTRA MOR PRIYA PRÁŃÁDHIK KÁRAO VINIMAYE CHÁŔIBO NÁ CHÁRIBO NÁ
JÁK SUKH JÁK MÁN JÁK ARTHA PRÁŃA E JE SAMPAD ÁMÁR SÁDHANÁ CHÁŔIBO NÁ CHÁRIBO NÁ
YADI ÁSE MAHÁKÁLA MUKTA JAT́Á JÁL ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ? YADI ÁSE MAHÁKÁLA MUKTA JAT́Á JÁL BHAERAVA BHAYÁL, RUKŚA KARÁL BOLIBO TÁRE HÁSI, E MANTRA BHÁLOBÁSI E BHÁLOBÁSÁ KABHU SARIBE NÁ CHÁŔIBO NÁ CHÁŔIBO NÁ
HE RUDRA BHAERAVA TOMÁR ÁSHIS CÁI ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ HE RUDRA BHAERAVA TOMÁR ÁSHIS CÁI HE KÁLÁDHISHA TAVA KRPÁ PÁNE TÁKÁI PARAMA PURUŚA TUMI SÁTHE THEKO SADÁI CARAŃER E REŃURE BHULIO NÁ CHÁŔIBO NÁ CHÁŔBO NÁ
IŚT́A MANTRA MOR PRIYA PRÁŃÁDHIK KÁRAO VINIMAYE CHÁŔIBO NÁ CHÁRIBO NÁ
Translation
My Is't'a mantra is dearer to me than even my own life.
I will never leave it in exchange for anything else. I won't leave it even if happines, respect, money or life are lost. I won't leave it because it is my only wealth and ultimate endeavour, my sa’dhana’.
Even if the Lord of death appears with an open tuft of hair
with terribly large teeth as the frightening Bhaerava I shall tell Him: I love my mantra and this love will never be drawn away.
O fearful Bhaerava I require Your blessing. O Controller of time I await Your grace. O Paramapurus'a, forever remain with me. Remember, I am the dust of Your feet.
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