TOMÁR SAUNGE MOR PARICAYA KABE
PRATHAM HOYE CHILO
SE TO ÁJ KE NAY
BHÚLE GECHI VARAŚA TITHI
SARE GECHE KUŃT́HÁ BHAYA
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KON AJÁNÁR UTSA HOTE
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KON AJÁNÁR UTSA HOTE
BHESE CHILUM BHÁVER SROTE
SEI AJÁNÁI TUMI PRABHU
BUJHECHI TÁ SUNISHCAYA
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CALACHI ÁJAO AJÁNÁTE
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CALACHI ÁJAO AJÁNÁTE
D́ÁK CHO TUMI CHANDE GIITE
SAKAL JÁNÁR SHEŚA TOMÁTE
RÚPÁTIITA HE CINMAYA
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TOMÁR SAUNGE MOR PARICAYA KABE
PRATHAM HOYE CHILO
SE TO ÁJ KE NAY
When I first became acquainted with You,
today seems irrelevant.
I have forgotten the year and date.
All complexes and fears have been removed.
Which unknown origin
did I come floating from,
in the stream of whose thoughts?
That unknown origin is You,
O Lord,
this I have understood most definitely.
Even today I move towards that unknown origin,
as You keep calling me through rhythm and songs.
O formless embodiment of consciousness,
all knowledge terminates in You.