KÁJAL KÁLO ÁNKHIR PARE
KÁHÁR CHAVI BHESE ELO
DIGVALAYER JATA ÁLO
SEI CHAVITEI MISHE GELO
KÁHÁR CHAVI BHESE ELO
SE CHAVITE BHARÁ HÁSITE
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SE CHAVITE BHARÁ HÁSITE
TÁI TO TÁKE BHÁLOBÁSI
TÁKEI BHÁVI AHARNISHI
MAN SE ÁMÁR KEŔE NILO
KÁHÁR CHAVI BHESE ELO
LUKIYE THÁKÁ SVABHÁVA TÁHÁR
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LUKIYE THÁKÁ SVABHÁVA TÁHÁR
BUDDHITE TÁR THAI PÁOÁ BHÁR
BHÁLOBÁSÁY HOY ÁPANÁR
VISHVA RÚPA SE ACAINCALO
KÁHÁR CHAVI BHESE ELO
KÁJAL KÁLO ÁNKHIR PARE
KÁHÁR CHAVI BHESE ELO
Whose image came floating
onto those dark eyes?
Into that image,
all the effulgence of the horizon has merged.
That image is full of smile.
Therefore I love it.
I think of Him day and night.
He snatched away my mind.
It is His nature to remain hidden.
It is hard to assess or measure Him by intellect.
By love He becomes one’s own.
He remains tranquil as form of this universe.