ASABO BOLE GELE CALE
GIYE KATHÁ GELE BHÚLE
BUJHI ÁMÁRA, BUJHI ÁMÁRA
BUJHI ÁMÁRA, BUJHI ÁMÁRA
BUJHI ÁMÁRA NÁI SÁDHANÁ
KRPÁR KAŃÁ TÁI NÁ DILE
GIYE KATHÁ GELE BHÚLE
CETANA TUMI ARÚPA RATAN
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CETANA TUMI ARÚPA RATAN
RÚPERA D́ÁLÁY SNIGDHA MOHAN
KŚUDRA ÁMI JÁNO ACETANA
MOR TRUT́IO DHARATE GELE
GIYE KATHÁ GELE BHÚLE
CÁOÁR KI ÁRO AMÁR ÁCHE
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CÁOÁR KI ÁRO AMÁR ÁCHE
JÁ DIYECHO MAN BHARECHO
BHÁLO HOTO YADI KÁCHE
ESE KOLE TULE NILE
GIYE KATHÁ GELE BHÚLE
ASABO BOLE GELE CALE
GIYE KATHÁ GELE BHÚLE
You told me You would come back and left.
But You forgot Your words of assurance.
I know that I do not have any proper spiritual endeavour.
And that is why You did not grant the wee bit of Your grace.
O formless gem, consciousness,
and charming soft bouquet of beauty,
knowing me as a meagre and unconscious one,
You took away with You my lapses too.
I have no more ambition;
whatever You have gave, fulfilled my mind.
Still, it would have been better
had You come back and lifted me unto Your lap.