TUMI KÁNDIYE KENO SUKH PÁO
KHUSHI JHARÁ HÁSI BHARÁ
DEKHATE KII MUKH NÁHI CÁO
TUMI KÁNDIYE KENO SUKH PÁO
TOMÁR ÁMÁR EI PARICAYA
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TOMÁR ÁMÁR EI PARICAYA,
DU CÁR YUGER KABHU TO NAY
ANÁDIRI GARBHA THEKE
ANANTA PÁNE BHÁSÁO
TUMI KÁNDIYE KENO SUKH PÁO
CINI TOMÁY HE DAYÁMAYA
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CINI TOMÁY HE DAYÁMAYA,
MÚRTA LIILÁY TUMI AVYAYA
HÁSÁR KÁNDÁR NÁT́AK TOMÁR
JENEI RACANÁ KARE JÁO
TUMI KÁNDIYE KENO SUKH PÁO
Why do You feel pleasure
by making others weep?
Do not You want to see happy, smiling faces?
This acquaintance between You and me
did not start only a few ages ago.
From the womb of beginninglessness,
You make one float into infinite time.
O the embodiment of kindness,
I recognise You.
You are the inexhaustible embodiment
of the divine play.
To make one smile and cry is part of Your drama.
You create everything knowingly.