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DIN ÁSE ÁR DIN CALE JÁY
KOTHÁ CALE JÁY KE I BÁ JÁNE

KAKHANO CETANE KABHU ACETANE
KAKHANO GHUME KABHU JÁGARAŃE
KOTHÁ CALE JÁY KE I BÁ JÁNE

KOTHÁY CHILÁM KABE JE ESECHI
KENO JE ESECHI BHULIÁ GIÁCHI
ÁMÁR JATA KHÁNI ÁMI GO JÁNI
ÁMÁR CEYE BESHII SEI JE JÁNE
KOTHÁ CALE JÁY KE I BÁ JÁNE

ÁMÁR PRAYOJANA JATA ÁYOJANA
SABAI BHARÁ ÁCHE TÁHÁRI MANE
KOTHÁ CALE JÁY KE I BÁ JÁNE

DIN ÁSE ÁR DIN CALE JÁY
KOTHÁ CALE JÁY KE I BÁ JÁNE







Days are coming and going.
Whereto they go, nobody knows.

Sometimes consciously
and sometimes unconsciously,
they drift away;
at times in sleep,
at other times even in an awakened state.

Where was I?
When did I come?
What for did I come?
I have forgotten it all.

I only know that He is mine.
My wants, He knows best.
My purpose and all arrangements,
are all being taken care of in His mind.