CETANÁ KEUR MOR MANERO MAYUR
NECE CHUT́E JÁY PRIYA TOMÁRI PÁNE
ACENÁ HOLEO AJÁNÁ JENEO
GOPAN KATHÁ KAY GÁNE GÁNE
NECE CHUT́E JÁY PRIYA TOMÁRI PÁNE
SAB HRIDI ALAKÁR TUMII MAŃI
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SAB HRIDI ALAKÁR TUMII MAŃI
SAB RATNER SERÁ TOMÁRE GAŃI
BHÁVAOJJVALYE TÁI TOMÁR TULANÁ NÁI
SABE BHEDI CALO TUMI BHEUNGE ABHIMÁNE
NECE CHUT́E JÁY PRIYA TOMÁRI PÁNE
TAVA KARUŃÁR KATHÁ SABÁI MÁNE
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TAVA KARUŃÁR KATHÁ SABÁI MÁNE
TAVA UDÁRATÁ GÁTHÁ VISHVA JÁNE
SABÁR SHREŚT́HA TÁI TOMÁR TULANÁ NÁI
SARVÁNUSYÚTA TUMI SABÁKÁR PRÁŃE
NECE CHUT́E JÁY PRIYA TOMÁRI PÁNE
CETANÁ KEUR MOR MANERO MAYUR
NECE CHUT́E JÁY PRIYA TOMÁRI PÁNE
O ornament of consciousness,
the peacock of my mind rushes unto You,
beloved Lord.
You remain unrecognised and are known as the unknown.
You tell of secret stories through song after song.
You are the gem of all hearts,
the ultimate best of all gems.
To the brightness of Your ideation,
there is no comparison.
You penetrate everything, tearing apart pride.
All accept the greatness of Your mercy.
The whole world knows about the glory of Your liberal attitude.
Being the greatest, nothing compares to You.
You ever pervade all lives.