TUMI ELE, ÁLO JHARÁLE
ÁMÁR E PHÚL VANE
RÚPA CHAŔIYE PRIITI JÁGIYE
KOTHÁ GELE KE JÁNE
ÁMÁR E PHÚL VANE
BHÁLOBÁSÁR RIITI BOJHÁ DÁY
KABHU KÁCHE KABHU DURE JHALAKÁY
KAKHANO VINDU KAKHANO SINDHU
SÁJO PRATI KŚAŃE
ÁMÁR E PHÚL VANE
PEYECHI BALEO BOLÁ NÁHI HOY
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PEYECHI BALEO BOLÁ NÁHI HOY
HÁRÁY HÁRÁY MANE SADÁ BHAY
ANTARIKŚE SHUNI TAVA JAY
BHESE ÁSE PAVANE
ÁMÁR E PHÚL VANE
TUMI ELE, ÁLO JHARÁLE
ÁMÁR E PHÚL VANE
You came,
scattering light in my floral garden.
After radiating beauty and awakening love,
where did You go?
Who knows?
Your ways of love are difficult to understand.
Sometimes You appear far and sometimes near.
Both this meagre drop as well as the great ocean
You beautify each moment.
It is not possible to declare
that I have attained You.
Due to frequent loss,
fear persists in my mind.
I listen to Your cosmic victory,
which comes floating through the wind.