For the goddess to know,
your saint has released one arrow
sank in my chest
with the fire along with it
who is he?
nothing like you
he, whom people call by any names
The Magas call him Pharatara,
Europeans call him God;
Shaktas say he is their Shakti,
Shaivas call him Shiva.
Ganapatyas call him Ganesh,
and Yakshas call him Kuber.
nothing like his name
i am possessed
by the great eyes,
i am drowning with his arrow
falling into waters,
falling into ocean of desire
I am calling his name
I'll be his beggar servant

your saint has released one arrow,
the end makes one god,
taking a bow
with smile i say his name,
Kali...