English
O first God, Lord of animalistic tendencies, accept my salutation. Liberator from bondages, Great Lord, I salute You. You emerge from a fountain of nectar, and descend from the peak of mountains, to apply soothing ointment on everyone's pain. Even gigantic snow clad mountains obey You. Even the greatest physical wealth of Kuber does not carry any value before You. Appear like a silver mountain, O ever benevolent one! My pains and pleasures, You understand best. You never expect anything. Ritualistic prayers are of no use. O God of all gods.
