TOMÁR PATHE PRABHU
ÁLOR ABHIYÁN
SAKAL TRIŚÁR ÁMÁR
KARÁY AVASÁN
GHOR TÁMASII RÁTE
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
DEY JE NISHÁNÁ
ÚŚÁR ARUŃA RATHE
KAY SE KATHÁ NÁNÁ
BOLE SHUDHUI CALO
NEI BÁDHÁ NEI MÁNÁ
GEYE CALO KEVAL
PATH CALÁRI GÁN
TOMÁR PATHE PRABHU
ÁLOR ABHIYÁN
PATHER NÁHI ÁDI
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
NÁIKO TÁHÁR SHEŚ
PATHEI TOMÁR BÁSÁ
PATHEI TOMÁR DESH
CALÁR CHANDE DEKHO
NÁI VYATHÁ NÁI KLESH
JÁ PEYECHO SABAI
PATHER AVADÁN
TOMÁR PATHE PRABHU
ÁLOR ABHIYÁN
On Your path,
O Lord,
an expedition of light takes place
that will quench all my thirst.
In the intensely dark night
(that path) is a beacon of light,
and in the crimson morning
Your chariot conveys numerous messages.
That path urges to move forward
heeding not to hindrances or prohibitions.
Throughout its beginning and end
resonates the song of progress.
Your abode and country is that path.
In the rhythm of its movement
there is no pain or agony.
Whatever is obtained is a gift of that path.