MÁYÁLOKE ESO AJÁNÁ PATHIK
JENE SHUNE BHÚL KARE MOR GHARE
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TANDRÁ VIJAŔITA MOR ÁNKHITE
KUÁSHÁR ÁVARAŃ BHED KARE
JENE SHUNE BHÚL KARE MOR GHARE
TUMI CHÁŔÁ ÁR KICHU CÁOÁR JE NÁI
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TUMI CHÁŔÁ ÁR KICHU CÁOÁR JE NÁI
DVITIIYA KONO KICHUTE TRIPTI NÁ PÁI
ÚŚÁR UDAY HOTE PRATI PALE TÁI
LIILÁY BHOLÁO SHATA RÚPA DHARE
JENE SHUNE BHÚL KARE MOR GHARE
KICHUTEI BHÚLIBO NÁ ÁMIO LIILÁY
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KICHUTEI BHÚLIBO NÁ ÁMIO LIILÁY
MOR MAN TAVA BHÁVE SAḾSTHITI CÁY
ÁLOKE ÁNDHÁRE EKI SURE GEYE JÁY
MÁNE ABHIMÁNE ESO PRÁŃA BHARE
JENE SHUNE BHÚL KARE MOR GHARE
MÁYÁLOKE ESO AJÁNÁ PATHIK
JENE SHUNE BHÚL KARE MOR GHARE
Come into this delusive world,
O unknown traveller.
Knowingly do make the mistake and come to my home.
Come into my drowsiness fastened eyes,
piercing the blanket of fog.
Other than You, there is nothing worth desiring.
I do not derive satisfaction from anything else.
Right from sunrise, You adopt hundreds of forms each moment,
thus deluding with Your divine play.
I shall not forget this game of Yours by any means.
My mind wants to establish itself in Your ideation,
and with only one tune, it sings in light and darkness.
Come wholeheartedly, full of dignity and respectableness.