GHOR TIMIR GHAN NIVIŔA NISHIITHE
TUMI ESE CHILE PRIYA KHULE MOR DVÁR
BADDHA GHARE CHINU RUDDHA VÁTÁYANE
PADA DHVANI TÁI ÁMI SHUNINI TOMÁR
TUMI ESE CHILE PRIYA KHULE MOR DVÁR
ÁKÁSHE MEGHER GHAT́Á HRDAYE ÁLOR CHAT́Á
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ÁKÁSHE MEGHER GHAT́Á HRDAYE ÁLOR CHAT́Á
BÁHIRE BHAERAVA NÁCICHE CHAŔÁYE JAT́Á
EI PARIVESHE TUMI MOR KÁCHE ELE NÁMI
NIMEŚE SARIYE DILE JATA KLESH BHÁR
TUMI ESE CHILE PRIYA KHULE MOR DVÁR
CIDÁKÁSHE MOR JATA KÁLO MEGH JAME CHILO
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CIDÁKÁSHE MOR JATA KÁLO MEGH JAME CHILO
KAOMUDI KIRAŃE KOTHÁY HÁRIYE GELO
DÚRE GELO UPÁHÁSA JATA DIIRGHASHVÁSA
AŃU PELO ÁSHVÁSA TAVA KARUŃÁR
TUMI ESE CHILE PRIYA KHULE MOR DVÁR
GHOR TIMIR GHAN NIVIŔA NISHIITHE
TUMI ESE CHILE PRIYA KHULE MOR DVÁR
During an intensely dark night,
secludedly,
You came, opening my doors.
My doors had been closed and my windows shut.
Thus I could not hear Your footsteps.
In the sky, there were dense clouds.
Within my heart, there was the luster of light.
Outside, the god of death was dancing with His tuft of hair spread.
In such an environment,
You came down close to me
and within moments,
You removed the burden of my pains.
All the dark clouds that had accumulated in the firmament of my mind
vanished with the moonlight.
All taunts and sighs disappeared,
in the microcosmic attainment of Your mercy.