NIIRAVE ELE NIIRAVE GELE
CHILO NÁ KON VÁRTÁ
MUKHA PÁNE CEYE MAN KEŔE
NIYE ÁNKHITE KAHILE KATHÁ
CHILO NÁ KONO VÁRTÁ
SE DINER KATHÁ BHÁVI BÁRE BÁRE
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
SE DINER KATHÁ BHÁVI BÁRE BÁRE
SE SMRITI BHÁSÁY MORE ÁNKHI NIIRE
MANANETE SUR DIYE JÁY BHARE
D́HELE DEY PELAVATÁ
CHILO NÁ KONO VÁRTÁ
SE SMRITI THÁKIYÁ JÁBE CIRA KÁLA
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
SE SMRITI THÁKIYÁ JÁBE CIRA KÁLA
SUDHÁ MÁDHURYE SANDHYÁ SAKÁLA
BHARE DIYE CHINŔE SAB MOHA JÁLA
SARÁYE? SAKAL VYATHÁ
CHILO NÁ KON VÁRTÁ
NIIRAVE ELE NIIRAVE GELE
CHILO NÁ KON VÁRTÁ
You came silently,
and went away silently.
You did not talk.
By looking at my face,
You snatched away my mind,
speaking only with Your eyes.
I think of the event of that day again and again.
That memory brings up flows of tears.
It fills my mind with melody,
and pours softness into it.
That memory shall remain for a long time.
It is present from morning to evening,
emanating the sweetness of nectar.
It breaks the entire net of infatuation,
and, removing all pains,
brings me fulfilment.