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HÁT PETE RAI TOMÁR KÁCHE
KAITE KATHÁ MARI LÁJE

BHORER SÁJE RAUNGIIN SÁNJHE
RIKTATÁRI DAENYA MÁJHE
KAITE KATHÁ MARI LÁJE

CAOÁR KATHÁI SHUDHU BHÁVI
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CAOÁR KATHÁI SHUDHU BHÁVI
NIYE THÁKI NIJER DÁVI
KALPALOKE UT́HI NÁVI
BHULE GIYE TOMÁR KÁJE
KAITE KATHÁ MARI LÁJE

E MOHA ÁVARTA ÁMÁR RACA
NÁ KARE JE ÁNDHÁR
NITYA JHARÁY SE ÁNKHI DHÁR
BHOLÁY TUMI ÁCHO KÁCHE
KAITE KATHÁ MARI LÁJE

HÁT PETE RAI TOMÁR KÁCHE
KAITE KATHÁ MARI LÁJE







Spreading my hands before You,
irrespective of whether it is a decorated morning
or a colourful evening,
or whether I find myself amidst poverty,
I speak, ashamed of myself.

I have always thought of only getting something,
of my own rights only.
In the rise and fall of this world of imagination,
I have forgotten Your work.

This creation of mine, engulfed by infatuation, darkens.
It makes me shed tears constantly

and makes me forget that You are nearby.