EI, SAORA KAROJJVALA PRABHÁTE
PRABHÁTE
SAKAL VEDANÁ ÁSHÁHATA YÁTANÁ
MILÁIYÁ JÁY KÁR MÁYÁTE
EI, SAORA KAROJJVALA PRABHÁTE
ESECHO TUMI ÁJI ÁLOR DHÁRÁY
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ESECHO TUMI ÁJI ÁLOR DHÁRÁY
SAPTÁSHVA RATHE UŚASI BELÁY
PÚRŃA KARE DHARÁ JYOTIR CHAT́ÁY
LUKIYE THÁKONI ÁR NIBHRITE
EI, SAORA KAROJJVALA PRABHÁTE
SABÁI TOMÁRE CÁY MANE PRÁŃE
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SABÁI TOMÁRE CÁY MANE PRÁŃE
UDDVEL HRIDAYER GAHAN KOŃE
PHÚL VANE NAY SHUDHU MANO VANE
UPACÁNO MÁDHURIR AMAR GIITE
EI, SAORA KAROJJVALA PRABHÁTE
This morning is brightened with sun rays.
Whose maya, whose illusive game,
is it in which all pains and tortures dissolve?
You came today with the flow of effulgence,
riding the seven-horsed chariot.
You came at dawn,
filling the earth with the splendour of effulgence.
Do no longer hide in seclusion.
All want You with all their heart.
All want You from the deep recess of their restless heart.
Not in the floral garden but in the mental garden,
overflows the eternal song of sweetness.