2925 (19/07/1985) D


PHÚLER VANE BHOMORÁ SANE
KABE HOYE CHILO DEKHÁ

TITHI TÁR MANE PAŔE NÁ
PRIITIR GIITI MADHUR SMRITI
KICHUTE BHÚLITE PÁRINÁ
TITHI TÁR MANE PAŔE NÁ

ÁJ SE ÁMÁRE DOLÁ DIYE JÁY
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
ÁJ SE ÁMÁRE DOLÁ DIYE JÁY
UDDVEL KARE VEDANÁ BHOLÁY
SUR MAINJARII VÁTÁSE SHIHARI
KOTHÁ BHESE JÁY JÁNI NÁ
TITHI TÁR MANE PAŔE NÁ

RÁM DHANU RAUNGE MORE D́EKE JÁY
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
RÁM DHANU RAUNGE MORE D́EKE JÁY
BOLE SE SADÁI ÁY, ÁY, ÁY
KONO DIINATÁ KONO MALINATÁ
MOR KÁCHE ELE THÁKE NÁ
TITHI TÁR MANE PAŔE NÁ

PHÚLER VANE BHOMORÁ SANE
KABE HOYE CHILO DEKHÁ







My mind has forgotten when,
in the floral garden,
alongside the honeybee,
our meeting took place.

But that song of love and sweet memory,
I am unable to forget.

Even today He makes me swing and oscillate.
I become restless and forget my pain.
The bunches of buds throb with quiver.
To where they float, I do not know.

Through rainbow colours,
You keep calling me,
always saying "come, come, come".
Yet due to some shortcoming and impurity,
though I come near Him, He does not stay.