English
From the snowy peak, on which morning did You descend? I salute You, O Mahadeva (Great God)! O Vishvambhar (Maintainer of the Universe)! O Shubhankar (Doer of Auspiciousness), At that time You had not yet tied Your loose and matted hair with golden, heavenly water. You (then) tied Your hair to obstruct insanity. You brought regulation amidst haphazardness. Into each step and path of life, You filled rhythm and song. O Ocean of kindness! O Merciful One! I do not find any comparison to what You have given. There is neither limitation nor embankment to Your attributes. O Quickly-pleased One! O Annihilator of the Universe!
