VISHVA KE JATA CHANDÁYIITA
SUŚAMÁR RÁSHI DIECHO D́HÁLI
VIIŃÁR JHAUNKÁRE MANO MAINJIIRE
BHÁLOBÁSÁ GHIRE MAŃI DIIP JVÁLI
SUŚAMÁR RÁSHI DIECHO D́HÁLI
CÁHIVÁR ÁR KICHU BÁKI NÁI
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CÁHIVÁR ÁR KICHU BÁKI NÁI
JÁ PEYECHI TÁKE KÁJETE LÁGÁI
BUDDHIR DOŚE JENO NÁ HÁRÁI
SAMPADE BHARÁ PRIITIR D́ÁLI
SUŚAMÁR RÁSHI DIECHO D́HÁLI
MÁNUŚA ANEK KICHUI PEYECHE
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MÁNUŚA ANEK KICHUI PEYECHE
ÁRO CEYE GECHE KŚUDHÁ NÁ MIT́ECHE
KŚUDHÁR KATHÁI BHEVECHE SADÁI
JÁ PEYECHE TÁKE DHULÁY PHELI
SUŚAMÁR RÁSHI DIECHO D́HÁLI
VISHVA KE JATA CHANDÁYIITA
SUŚAMÁR RÁSHI DIECHO D́HÁLI
You have poured heaps of rhythmic beauty onto the world.
With the tinkling of Your viina,
and the jingling bell of the mind,
infused with love,
You kindled my jewel lamp.
I have no desires left.
Whatever I have, I shall put to utilisation,
So that the wealth, filling my bouquet with love,
be not lost by the defect of intellect.
Human beings get many things but want still more.
Their hunger is never satiated.
They always think about their crude hunger,
ignoring and rejecting what they have already got.