PRABHU, TOMÁRI LIILÁ TUMI BOJHÁO
TOMÁRI LIILÁ TUMI BOJHÁO
MANER MÁJHE LUKIYE THÁKO
DHARÁ NÁHI DITE CÁO
TOMÁRI LIILÁ TUMI BOJHÁO
DEKHE SE MADHUR HÁSI
SHUNE SE MOHAN BÁNSHII
MAN KOTHÁY JÁY BHÁSI
MAN KOTHÁY JÁY BHÁSI
MAN KOTHÁY JÁY BHÁSI
MAN KOTHÁY JÁY BHÁSI, BOJHÁO
BHULITE CÁHIGO YADI
NÁBHÚLE SADÁI KÁNDI
KENO, PHULA D́ORE RÁKHO BÁNDHI
PHULA D́ORE RÁKHO BÁNDHI
PHULA D́ORE RÁKHO BÁNDHI
PHULA D́ORE RÁKHO BÁNDHI
BOLO TUMI KI BÁ CÁO
TOMÁRI LIILÁ TUMI BOJHÁO
PRABHU, TOMÁRI LIILÁ TUMI BOJHÁO
O Lord,
Your divine game,
You only are able to explain.
Hiding within the mind,
You do not want to get caught.
By observing Your sweet smile
and by listening to Your enchanting flute,
the mind goes on floating towards You.
Unto You it is being pulled.
Even though I want to forget You,
(I never do, and) by never forgetting You,
I constantly cry.
Why did You tie me unto You
with a floral rope?
Tell me: what is it that You want?