UTALÁ PAVANE MANO VITÁNE KE GO TUMI ELE
VASUDHÁY SUDHÁ D́HÁLITE
CININI TOMÁRE CHINU GHUM GHORE
SHUNINI KII BOLILE
CITTE DOLÁ DITE DITE
VASUDHÁY SUDHÁ D́HÁLITE
NÁ BOLE ÁSIYÁ NÁBOLIYÁ GELE
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NÁ BOLE ÁSIYÁ NÁBOLIYÁ GELE
NÁ BOLE ÁSIYÁ NÁBOLIYÁ GELE
SMRITIR JHALAK SHUDHU REKHE DILE
RÁMDHANU RAḾGE MAN KE RÁUNGÁLE
ÁMÁRE TOMÁR KARE NITE
VASUDHÁY SUDHÁ D́HÁLITE
HOYTO BOLE CHILE PUNAH ÁSIBE
ÁMÁR BHUVAN JYOTITE BHARIBE
MÁDHAVII MUKUL MADHUMITA HOBE
PRIYATAMA TAVA PRIITITE
VASUDHÁY SUDHÁ D́HÁLITE
UTALÁ PAVANE MANO VITÁNE KE GO TUMI ELE
VASUDHÁY SUDHÁ D́HÁLITE
Through the restless wind,
in the canopy of my mind,
who are You who came,
pouring nectar onto the earth?
I could not recognise You.
I was in deep sleep
and did not listen to what You told me,
while gently rocking my mind.
You came without speaking and left without saying a word.
All that remained was a glimpse of Your memory.
Colouring my mind with rainbow colours,
You made me Your own.
You may have told me that You would come again
and fill my world with illumination.
The madhavi flower bud would be full of honey by Your love,
O Beloved.