ÁJIKE PRÁTE ÁSHÁ BHARÁ ÁLOTE
PRABHÁT SAMIIRE MAN TOMÁRE CÁY
NIKAT́E DÚRE NÁNÁN SURE
TOMÁR GIITIKÁ MAN PRÁŃA BHARE GÁY
PRABHÁT SAMIIRE MAN TOMÁRE CÁY
E ÁLOR DRUTI KABHU MÁPÁ JÁY NÁ
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E ÁLOR DRUTI KABHU MÁPÁ JÁY NÁ
E GIITIR GATI KONO MÁNE NÁ MÁNÁ
ÁLO ÁR GIITI CALE BHUVANER VEDII MÚLE
SÁTHE NIYE PATHE JABE JÁHÁRE PÁY
PRABHÁT SAMIIRE MAN TOMÁRE CÁY
E GIITIKÁ DIYE JÁY BHUVANE DOLÁ
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E GIITIKÁ DIYE JÁY BHUVANE DOLÁ
E GIITIKÁ KARE DEY ÁPAN BHOLÁ
NOTUN EGIYE CALE PURÁTANE PICHE PHELE
SHATA BHÁVE SHATA DHÁRE SUMUKHE DHÁY
PRABHÁT SAMIIRE MAN TOMÁRE CÁY
ÁJIKE PRÁTE ÁSHÁ BHARÁ ÁLOTE
PRABHÁT SAMIIRE MAN TOMÁRE CÁY
On this dawn,
in the hope filled light,
amidst the morning breeze,
my mind wants You.
From far and near,
with a multitude of melodies,
my mind wholeheartedly sings Your song.
The speed of this brilliance cannot ever be measured.
The speed of this song will not heed to any hindrance.
This light and this song emerge from the root of the universe,
taking with them all whom they find on their way.
This song oscillates the world.
This song makes one oblivious of one’s own existence.
The new moves forward leaving the old behind.
It rushes forward with hundreds of feelings and flows.