Manjushri
Long Praise to Manjushri
I bow to Mañjusri with utmost respect
Gentle-voiced guide, you always protect
From clouds of two veils, your wisdom is free
Brilliant and pure, like sunshine you be
The nature of truth you see and impart
A volume of prajna you hold at your heart
Clouded by ignorance in endless night
Beings suffer cruelly from torment and fright
Oṁ Wāgī Śvari Mūṁ
Entrapped in the prison of samsara's guile
You love everyone, like a mother her child
With sixty tones, your rich voice resounds
Like roaring dragons and thunder it pounds
Sábio e gentil
Na fala e agir
Maestria na escrita
Uma honra servir
Sua espada flameja
Empunha a cortar
Da ignorância
Nos alivia
Waking us up from the anguish of sleep
You break the chains of the karma we reap
Your sword cuts swiftly the root of our pain
Dispelling the blindness we cling to in vain
Perfectly pure with qualities rare
Ten bhumis traversed, the conquerors heir.
Adorned with a hundred and twelve noble signs
You are the Buddha who constantly shines!
Lighting the darkness of mind here and now
Manjushri to you, I wholeheartedly bow!