A dawn breaks open,
Preparations poised on their toes,
A moment of a lifetime,
Awaiting its sacred muhurta to arise.
O Divine Mother, Nitya Youvanna Rupini,
Sustaining Brahmanda within your womb,
Grant us the honor
To adorn you with the guiding star, your nose ring.
O Maa Aghoreshwari,
Clad in fierce tiger skin,
Grant us the privilege
To drape the universe as your saree.
O Maa, Ida…
