ÁSBE BOLE GIYE CHILE
ELE NÁKO
COKHA MUCHIYE BOLE CHILE KENDO NÁKO
ELE NÁKO
SE RAVI ASTA JÁY SÁNJHE
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SE RAVI ASTA JÁY SÁNJHE
ÁBÁR ÁSE UŚÁR SÁJE
SANDHYÁ TÁRÁ HÁRIYE GIYE
SHUK TÁRÁ HOYE DEKHO NIKO
ELE NÁKO
ÁMÁR JÁOÁ ÁSÁ TEMAN
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ÁMÁR JÁOÁ ÁSÁ TEMAN
SÁT RAUNGÁ RAM DHANUR MATAN
JÁCCHI ÁBÁR ÁSBO BOLE
EKT́U PRATIIKŚÁTE THEKO
ELE NÁKO, ÁSBE BOLE GIYE CHILE
ELE NÁKO
You told You would come
but You went away
and did not return.
You wiped the tears from my eyes
and told me not to cry.
The sun that sets in the evening
comes in time decorating the morning.
The evening star goes out of sight
to reappear as the morning Venus.
Don’t you see?
My coming and going resembles a seven coloured rainbow.
I am going again this time,
telling I will return.
Do wait for a while.