| Let my salutations be
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| To the blue-throated one who has a thousand eyes
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| Salutations to him who is always black-haired
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| Who wears the sacred thread
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| To him, the lord of the strong
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| Salutations to the lord of the universe
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| The shield against the phenomenal world
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| When the waters collide and boil
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| When the skies fall apart
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| When the blood desecrates the soil
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| When the sins tear the heart
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| I am here to release my wrath on the soil of the damned
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| I am here to release my wrath, turning flesh into sand
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| Hark!
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| I am Mahadeva, master of the universe
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| I am Pashupati, lord of life
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| Hark!
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| I am Nataraja, I shall dance in eternal flame
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| Ending Kali Yuga with my Tandava
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| When the breeze turns into a storm
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| When the fires erupt
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| When the heir to the throne is stillborn
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| And the last king is corrupt
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| I am here to release my wrath upon the races of man
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| I am here to release my wrath let the cleansing begin
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| Salutations to him who protects the world
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| By the might of his drawn bow
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| To Rudra, the destroyer of all miseries
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| To the lord of the fields and sacred places! |
| Let him annihilate the enemies of mine
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| The rakshasas, spirits and demons
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| O, supreme lord!
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| Protect us from all wordly troubles
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| With the weapons and the bow in your hands!
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| Praise the reputed one, the dweller of the heart
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| The ever young one, terrible like a lion
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| The destroyer, the supreme one!
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| Let your hordes destroy our enemies! |