I sing praises of the Lord
of Gana, Who has three-threads running across His body, Who sits on a
black skin of the antelope, and Whose face is shiny like a
baby-moon.||2||
I sing praises of the Lord
of Gana, Who is decorated with colorful jewels on His organs, Who has
a colorful garland around His neck, Who can manifest as anything He
wants, and Who is the Lord.||3||
I sing praises of the Lord
of Gana, Who has the face of an elephant, Who is better than demi-gods,
Who is decorated at His ears, Who holds a rope-cord and stick, and Who
is the Lord.||4||
I sing praises of the Lord
of Gana, Who, having ascended on the best mouse, is the immense
warrior in the battle between demi-gods and the demons.||5||
I sing praises of the Lord
of Gana, Who is always reverred by the Yaksha, the servants of Kuber,
celestial singers, magical beings and knowledge holders, and Who has
immensely powerful hands.||6||
I sing praises of the Lord
of Gana, Who is the bliss of the heart of Mother Ambika, Who went
around his Mother¹,
Who is pleased by devotees, and Who is intoxicated².||7||
I sing praises of the Lord
of Gana, Who is the kidnapper of all the obstacles, Who is the Lord,
Who becomes an obstacle for all the obstacles, and Who endows us with
all the magical powers.||8||
Those who sing this
blissful octet on Ganesh, with an ocean of devotion inside, having
liberated from all their sins, go towards the Rudra-Loka.||9||