Thang-Tong Gylapo, you of whom Guru Yoga is the practice of Tchenrezi
You of whom steel is 'til today unalterated,
Untiring engineer in overtaking obstacles
You of whom Dakinis have praised wisdom
Hoary Old Man, I abandon myself at your feet.
Reawaken the sense of my existence!
Conscious of the comedy of daily life,
May I keep the memory of your spectales which entertained and educated people;
My mind totally disciplined as yours
May I subjugate bandits, murderers and thieves just as you did.
Father of the joy of my soul, never forget your son of the dark ages,
Bless my practice, so my mind may ripen in yours.