ANDHA TAMASÁ SARIYÁ GIYÁCHE
ARUŃA PRABHÁT HÁSE
MANER MUKURE ÁLOK UTSÁRE
TÁRI PRIITI KAŃÁ BHÁSE
ARUŃA PRABHÁT HÁSE
ÁR KEU MOR NAYKO JE PAR
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ÁR KEU MOR NAYKO JE PAR
ÁTMIIYE BHARÁ SÁRÁ CARÁCARA
TÁDERI MÁJHÁRE D́EKECHI TÁHÁRE
HRDÁKÁSHE CIDÁKÁSHE
ARUŃA PRABHÁT HÁSE
TÁHÁRE KHUNJITE TIIRTHE JÁINI
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TÁHÁRE KHUNJITE TIIRTHE JÁINI
VÁR VRATA BALIDÁNO KARINI
EKÁNTA MANE BHÁLOBÁSIYÁCHI
CEYECHI JÁITE MISHE
ARUŃA PRABHÁT HÁSE
ANDHA TAMASÁ SARIYÁ GIYÁCHE
ARUŃA PRABHÁT HÁSE
Cimmerian darkness has disappeared.
The crimson dawn is smiling.
In my mental mirror,
emanating divine effulgence,
His particles of love shine.
No one is alien to me.
The whole world,
animate and inanimate,
is filled with my own oneness.
Amidst all,
I see Him,
in the firmament of my heart and mind.
I do not go on pilgrimage looking for Him.
I do not observe rituals such as penance or sacrifice.
Withdrawing my mind, I love Him,
ever aspiring to merge in Him.