ESO PRIYA ÁMÁRI MÁJHE
VATÁS EKHAN MÁDHURII MÁKHÁ
TOMÁRI NÚPUR MANE BÁJE
ESO PRIYA ÁMÁRI MÁJHE
CITI YAMUNÁY
CITI YAMUNÁY UJÁN BAY
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CITI YAMUNÁY UJÁN BAY
NÁHI MÁNE SAMAY ASAMAY
TAVA BHÁVANÁY UDDVEL HOY
CÁY TOMÁRE MOHAN SÁJE
ESO PRIYA ÁMÁRI MÁJHE
KALÁPE ÁLÁPE
KALÁPE ÁLÁPE, SHIKHI NECE JÁY
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KALÁPE ÁLÁPE, SHIKHI NECE JÁY
DEKHE GHAN MEGH ÁKÁSHERI GÁY
SE KALÁPE CITTE DOLÁ JÁGÁY
TOMÁRE JÁCE ÁRO KÁCHE
ESO PRIYA ÁMÁRI MÁJHE
O Beloved,
come and remain within me.
The air is now scented with sweetness
and Your ankle bells resound in my mind.
The Yamuna river of my mind flows upwards.
It overflows without any consideration of time.
Restlessly ideating on You,
it longs to see You in charming adornment.
The peacock keeps dancing to Your tune.
It spreads its tail, sings and looks at the clouds in the sky.
It opens its beautiful tail,
awakening oscillations,
and seeks You closer still.