PÁYE DHARE
PÁYE DHARE VINATI KARII
JEO NÁ TUMI JEONÁ
ÁSÁR ÁSHE BASE CHILUM ANEK DIN
ÁSHÁR MUKULE MOR CHINŔO NÁ
JEO NÁ TUMI JEONÁ
JE TARU JALASIKTA KARÁ HOYECHILO
MUKULE PUŚPE PHALE BHARE JÁ UT́HE CHILO
TÁHÁR KATHÁ BHÁVO BHÁVO TÁR ANUBHAVA
TÁRE NIŚPHAL HOTE DIO NÁ
JEO NÁ TUMI JEONÁ
RÁḾGÁ PRABHÁTE RAKTIMÁBHA SANDHYÁY
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RÁḾGÁ PRABHÁTE RAKTIMÁBHA SANDHYÁY
PRATI KŚAŃA KET́E GECHE TOMÁRI BHÁVANÁY
MOR SEI BHÁVANÁY T́HELO NÁ HATÁSHÁY
SÁRTHAK KARO SÁDHANÁY
JEO NÁ TUMI JEONÁ
PÁYE DHARE
PÁYE DHARE VINATI KARII
JEO NÁ TUMI JEONÁ
Holding Your feet,
I pray that You may not go.
I have remained seated on the path,
hoping for Your arrival for many days.
Please do not pluck my buds of hope.
On the tree that was watered and irrigated,
buds, flowers and fruits have now appeared.
Think of them.
Think of their feelings.
Do not allow them to be cast aside.
In colourful mornings and reddish evenings,
each moment of mine passes thinking of You.
Please do not pessimistically reject this feeling of mine.
Let my spiritual effort be fruitful.