कथं तरेयं भवसिन्धुमेतंका वा गतिर्मे कतमोऽस्त्युपायः ।जाने न किञ्चित्कृपयाव मां प्रभोसंसारदुःखक्षतिमातनुष्व ॥ ४२ ॥
In plain words
How do I even cross this ocean of becoming? What refuge do I have, what way out? I have no idea at all. Have mercy on me, Master, save me, and put an end to the suffering of this world once and for all.
Close to the Sanskrit
How may I cross this ocean of worldly existence? Or what is my refuge? What means is there? I know nothing at all. Save me mercifully, O Lord; bring about the destruction of the suffering of worldly existence.