O unchanging Supreme Goddess, bless me, ridding me of misery.
Is not Shiva, who burned down the three cities (Tripura) Thy Husband? Deign to remove the darkness.
Won't the night be visited by the full moon?
Know Thou not about the darkness of my heart?
The days are going by like the dropping of the petals of a flower, yet Thou come not.
O Mother, is not a huge tree the support of small creeper?
Aren't Thou what a small child really longs for?
O Mother, this one knows not what is to be done, so help this forlorn one to merge in Thee.
O Mother, I am pulling on exhausted in this desert unable even to crawl to Thee. O Goddess of All, see my fate and turning towards me, grant me refuge at Thy Feet.