विभुं वेणुनादं चरन्तं दुरन्तंस्वयं लीलया गोपवेषं दधानम् ।गवां बृन्दकानन्ददं चारुहासंपरब्रह्मलिङ्गं भजे पाण्डुरङ्गम् ॥ 7 ॥
In plain words
He fills everything, and he is the sound of a flute. He wanders where he likes, and no one reaches his end. On his own, for play, he put on a cowherd's clothes. He hands joy to the herds of cows, he wears that lovely smile, he is the mark by which the supreme Brahman is known — Pāṇḍuraṅga, I worship him.
Close to the Sanskrit
The all-pervading one, whose sound is the flute, wandering, whose end is unreachable, who by his own play bears the garb of a cowherd, the giver of bliss to the herds of cows, of lovely smile, the mark of the supreme Brahman — Pāṇḍuraṅga I worship.