TOMÁR TARE BASE BASE
DIN JE CALE JÁY
ÁLOKER EI MAHOTSAVE
DÚRE KENO HÁY
PHÚLER PARE PHÚL PHÚT́ECHE
ABHIMÁNE JHARE GECHE
TOMÁR PARASH TOMÁR HARAŚ
SABÁI PETE CÁY
TOMÁR TARE BASE BASE
DIN JE CALE JÁY
NÁCE GÁNE TÁLE CHANDE
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NÁCE GÁNE TÁLE CHANDE
CÁI TOMÁY RÁKHITE ÁNANDE
TUMI NÁHI TÁKÁLE SAB
JÁY CALE VRITHÁY
TOMÁR TARE BASE BASE
DIN JE CALE JÁY
Sitting and waiting for You,
the days pass by.
Alas, during this grand festival of light,
why do You remain afar?
Flowers after flowers bloom,
and, due to pride, wither away.
All long for Your touch and joy.
Through dance, song,
rhythm and tunes
I wish to keep You blissful.
If You do not look at me,
it all will go to waste.