- n:öd ekS::ðr n:v:n:it: c::ðr s:aI g::ðp:al:
g::ðv:D:ün: eg:erD:ari m:Ørari hð n:ödl:al:
n:ödl:al: n:ödl:al:
g::ðkÙl:b:al: g::ðp:aerp:al: eg:erD:r g::ðp:al:
p:aeT:ü eg:erD:r g::ðp:al: s:aI eg:erD:r g::ðp:al:
m:Ørl:il::ðl:a m:Øen:j:n:p:al: hð n:ödl:al:
n:ödl:al: n:ödl:al:
(Hey Sai Gopala, son of Nanda, You are the One who stole butter in
Mathura, You lifted the mountain. Hey Gopala, You tend to the cow
herds, You are Sai Gopal of Puttaparthi. You are the beautiful
One with the flute, the One who protects the Rishis (monks))