KÁNU BINU, THÁKÁ NÁHI JÁY
SE JE MARMER MÁJHE JHALAKÁY
THÁKÁ NÁHI JÁY
DIVÁ NISHI TÁNR BÁNSHI
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DIVÁ NISHI TÁNR BÁNSHI
PRATI PALE PRÁŃE PASHI
BOLE MORE BHÁLOBÁSI
TÁI TO D́ÁKI TOMÁY
THÁKÁ NÁHI JÁY
JIIVAN JAMUNÁ MOR
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JIIVAN JAMUNÁ MOR
TÁRI BHÁVETE VIBHOR
JUJHIÁ KUHELII GHOR
UJÁNETE DHÁY SHATADHÁY
THÁKÁ NÁHI JÁY, KÁNU BINU
THÁKÁ NÁHI JÁY
Without Kanu (Lord Krsna),
merely surviving is very difficult.
He is that glittering entity of my heart.
Day and night,
every single moment,
His flute enters my heart.
He tells me,
“I love you. That is why I call you.”
The flow of the Jamuna river of my life
is ensconced in His thought.
It keeps struggling strongly against the deep fog
and rushes along the high tide in hundreds of directions.