ARUŃA RÁGE NAVA ANURÁGE
E KON MÁDHURI D́HELE DIYECHO
SADYASNÁTA SE SHIIKARA LIPTA ÚŚASI
AUNGE TÚLI BULIYECHO
E KON MÁDHURI D́HELE DIYECHO
SHYÁMAL PATRE REKHÁYIITA CITRE
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SHYÁMAL PATRE REKHÁYIITA CITRE
MANOHÁRIŃI VANA HARIŃIR NETRE
JE JÁDU MÁKHIYE DILE CITRE VICITRE
TÁR TULANÁ UPAMÁ REKHECHO
E KON MÁDHURI D́HELE DIYECHO
SUNIIL AMBARE ASITÁMBUDA SVARE
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SUNIIL AMBARE ASITÁMBUDA SVARE
JE DHVANI JÁGIYE DILE ARAŃYA MARMARE
JE SUR ANURAŃITA RAJATA NIRJHARE
KON GIITI KÁRE TÁ SHIKHÁYECHO
TUMI KON GIITI KÁRE TÁ SHIKHÁYECHO
E KON MÁDHURI D́HELE DIYECHO
With crimson colour and new love,
what a sweetness did You pour on me?
You lifted up
the freshly bathed morning dewdrops.
In the sketch of green leaves,
in the charming eyes of the deer,
You cast in diverse styles,
a magic spell
and an example without comparison.
In the blue sky,
in the clear voice,
in the murmur of the forest,
You made sounds resonate.
You taught songs to the melody
that flows in the silvery fountain.