GIYE CHILE PRABHU, GIYE CHILE PRABHU
GIYE CHILE PRABHU NÁ BOLE NÁ KAYE
ELE PHIRE GHANA VARAŚÁY
ÁNKHI JALE JHARÁ VARAŚÁY
KATHÁ SHONO NIKO
KATHÁ SHONO NIKO BÁDHÁ MÁNO NIKO
ÁNAMANE CHILE KENO HÁY
ÁNKHI JALE JHARÁ VARAŚÁY
GIYE CHILE PRABHU NÁ BOLE NÁ KAYE
ELE PHIRE GHANA VARAŚÁY
ÁNKHI JALE JHARÁ VARAŚÁY
SHARATER SÁDÁ
SHARATER SÁDÁ MEGH D́EKE CHILO
SHIULI SHISHIRE KATA KENDE CHILO
KUSH KÁSH SMITA HÁSI BHULE CHILO
GALE NIKO MAN SE VYATHÁY
ÁNKHI JALE JHARÁ VARAŚÁY
GIYE CHILE PRABHU
GIYE CHILE PRABHU NÁ BOLE NÁ KAYE
ELE PHIRE GHANA VARAŚÁY
ÁNKHI JALE JHARÁ VARAŚÁY
MADHUMÁSE PÁKHIRÁ GÁN GEYECHE
RAUNGE RÁGE PHÚL KATANÁ CEYECHE
SONÁLI TÁRÁY ÁKÁSH CHEYECHE
ÁNKHI MELÁNIKO SE CÁOÁY
ÁNKHI JALE JHARÁ VARAŚÁY
GIYE CHILE PRABHU
GIYE CHILE PRABHU NÁ BOLE NÁ KAYE
ELE PHIRE GHANA VARAŚÁY
ÁNKHI JALE JHARÁ VARAŚÁY
O Lord,
You left without announcing it,
without even a word.
You left in the intense rain,
in the rain of tears.
You did not listen
and did not heed any obstruction.
Alas, why did You remain indifferent?
The white clouds of winter called.
How much the shiuli flowers cried in the cold!
The blades of grass even forgot how to smile and laugh.
Yet, their pain did not make Your mind melt.
The birds sang in spring.
And how much the colourful and loving flowers yearned for You!
The golden stars laid scattered throughout the sky.
And yet, You did not open Your eyes at all this earnest longing.