madi taru kanku kharyu ne suraj ugyo
madi taru kanku kharyu ne suraj ugyo
jag mathe jane prabhuta ae pag mukyo
kanku kharyu ne suraj ugyo
madi taru kanku kharyu ne suraj ugyo

mandir sarjayu ne ghantarav gajyo
brahmno chandarvo ma ae ankhyuma anjyo
divo thava mandir no chando aavi pugyo
kanku kharyu ne suraj ugyo

mavdini kotma tarana moti
janani ni ankhyuma poonam ni jyoti
chhadi re pukari mani moralo tahukyo
kanku kharyu ne suraj ugyo

norata na rath na ghughara bolya
ajavali rate mathe amrut dholya
gagan no garbo ma na charanoma zukyo
kanku kharyu ne suraj ugyo

Crimson spills, the sun ascends the sky,
Crimson spills, the sun ascends on high,
Upon the world, His sovereignty did lie,
Crimson spills, the sun ascends the sky.
Crimson spills, the sun ascends on high.

Temples rise, a chorus takes to flight,
Temples rise, a chorus takes to flight,
In Brahmins' eyes, a lunar, gentle light,
The lamp of grace, the temple's dues alight,
Crimson spills, the sun ascends on high.
Crimson spills, the sun ascends on high.

From Mother's heart, a pearl of song did gleam,
From Mother's heart, a pearl of song did gleam,
In Mother's eyes, a full moon's mystic dream,
A staff did call, the peacock’s vibrant scream,
Crimson spills, the sun ascends on high.
Crimson spills, the sun ascends on high.

Nocturne's chariot, bells begin to chime,
Nocturne's chariot, bells begin to chime,
On desert sands, ambrosia, sublime,
The heavens' dance bowed down in earthly rhyme,
Crimson spills, the sun ascends on high.
Crimson spills, the sun ascends on high.