From the heart of the Protector of the hundreds of deities of the Joyful Land,
To the peak of a cloud which is like a cluster of fresh, white curd,
All-knowing Losang Dragpa, King of the Dharma,
Please come to this place together with your disciples.
In this space before me on a lion throne, lotus, and moon,
The venerable Gurus smile with delight.
O supreme Field of Merit for my mind of faith,
Please remain for a hundred aeons to spread the doctrine.
Your mind of wisdom realizes the full extent of objects of knowledge,
Your eloquent speech is the ear-ornament of the fortunate,
Your beautiful body is ablaze with the glory of renown.
I prostrate to you, whom to see, to hear, and to remember is so meaningful.
Pleasing water offerings, various flowers,
Sweet smelling incense, lights, scented water and so forth,
A vast cloud of offerings both set out and imagined,
I offer to you, O Supreme Field of Merit.
Whatever non-virtues of body, speech and mind
I have accumulated since time without beginning,
Especially transgressions of my three vows,
With great remorse I confess each one from the depths of my heart.
In this degenerate age you strove for much learning and accomplishment
Abandoning the eight worldly concerns, you made your leisure and endowment meaningful.
O Protector, from the very depths of my heart,
I rejoice in the great waves of your deeds.
From the billowing clouds of wisdom and compassion
In the space of your Truth Body, O venerable and holy Gurus,
Please send down a rain of vast and profound Dharma
Appropriate to the disciples of this world.
May the Vajra Body created from the purity of clear light,
free from the rising and setting of cyclic existence,
but visible to the ordinary viewer only in its unsubtle, physical form,
stay on unchanging, without waning, until samsara ends.
Through the virtues I have accumulated here,
May the doctrine and all living beings receive every benefit.
Especially may the essence of the doctrine of Venerable Losang Dragpa shine