NIHSAUNGA PHÚL KAY
BOLO NÁ ÁMÁY
TUMI BOLO NÁ ÁMÁY
BHRAMARÁ ÁJI KENO ELENÁ
TUMI E MALAY VÁY
TUMI BOLO NÁ ÁMÁY
KON SE AJÁNÁ PARII D́EKE CHILO TOMÁKE
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KON SE AJÁNÁ PARII D́EKE CHILO TOMÁKE
ÁLOKER ÁBHÁSE JINE CHILO MAN KE
UCCHAL CETANÁR UNMADA BHÁVANÁR
MÁYÁY BHOLÁLO TOMÁY
TUMI BOLO NÁ ÁMÁY
KON SE KUMUDINI BUK BHARÁ MADHUTE
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KON SE KUMUDINI BUK BHARÁ MADHUTE
MANER KESHARE CHONYÁ JYOTSNÁR VIDHUTE
SAHÁSE TÁKIYE CHILO RABHASE D́EKE CHILO
TUMI CALE GELE NIRÚPÁY
TUMI BOLO NÁ ÁMÁY
NIHSAUNGA PHÚL KAY
BOLO NÁ ÁMÁY
TUMI BOLO NÁ ÁMÁY
The lonely flower says:
“Tell me,
O sandal breeze,
why did the honeybee not come today?”
(the sandal breeze speaking to the lonely flower:)
Which unknown fairy called you?
In the faint appearance of light,
He won your mind.
In the frenzied illusiveness of your restless consciousness,
who cast such obliviousness upon you?
(the sandal breeze speaking to the honeybee:)
Which lily flower, with a heart full of honey,
anointed with mental saffron,
and the light of the moon,
smilingly looked at you,
and called You with such deep feelings
that you had no option but to leave?