BHÁVITE PÁRINI
ÁMI, BHÁVITE PÁRINI
ÁSABE ÁBÁR, KŚUDRA E PARŃA KUT́IIRE
SHUDHU D́EKE GECHI ÁSHÁ REKHECHI
SHUDHU BHÁSIYÁCHI ÁNKHI NIIRE
KŚUDRA E PARŃA KUT́IIRE
KII JE KARE JÁO BOJHÁ NÁHI JÁY
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KII JE KARE JÁO BOJHÁ NÁHI JÁY
KII JE KARE JÁO BOJHÁ NÁHI JÁY
KII JE KARE JÁO BOJHÁ NÁHI JÁY
JÁ CHILO NÁ HOYE JÁ CHILO HÁRÁY
TUNGA GIRI DHULÁY MISHE JÁY
AŃU BUKE DHARE BHÚMÁDHÁRE
KŚUDRA E PARŃA KUT́IIRE
ÁNDHÁRE ÁLOKE CALE TAVA LIILÁ
MOHAN BÁNSHIITE KI SURERA KHELÁ
D́HÁLIYÁ DIYÁCHO PRIITI BHARÁ D́ÁLÁ
JANE JANE PRATI GHARE GHARE
KŚUDRA E PARŃA KUT́IIRE
ÁMI, BHÁVITE PÁRINI ÁSABE ÁBÁR
KŚUDRA E PARŃA KUT́IIRE
I did not imagine,
that You would come this time
into my small, leaf thatched hut.
I continued calling and calling,
maintaining hope,
with eyes filled with nothing but tears.
What You do, is impossible to understand.
What exists, is not really what it seems to be.
And what remains, that too is eventually lost.
High mountains merge with the dust.
And within an atom the whole cosmos is held.
Your divine game goes on in light and darkness.
Your charming flute, what a play of melody!
You poured out a bucket full of love,
for each and every human being and each home.