SE JE CHILO MOR NAYANER TÁRÁ
PRABHÁTER DYUTI PRIITIR PRATIITI
AMEYA SMRITI SONÁ JHARÁ
SE JE CHILO MOR NAYANER TÁRÁ
YADI KÁRO TÁR SÁTHE JÁNÁ THÁKE
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YADI KÁRO TÁR SÁTHE JÁNÁ THÁKE
BOLO TÁRE ÁMÁR KATHÁ
SHARATE SÁDÁ MEGHERI PHÁNKE PHÁNKE
NIYATA JHARICHE MOR VYATHÁ
TÁRE BHÚLI NÁI BHOLÁ JÁY NÁI
ÁJO SE ÁMÁR HIYÁ BHARÁ
SE JE CHILO MOR NAYANER TÁRÁ
SATATA DOLÁ DIYE JÁY SE JE
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SATATA DOLÁ DIYE JÁY SE JE
ÁMÁR MANER GABHIIRE
NANDAN MADHU JHARE PAŔE SHUDHU
KHUNJITE GIYÁ TÁHÁRE
ÁSHÁ CHÁŔINI BHÁUNGIYÁ PAŔINI
JÁNI DHYÁNÁLOKE DEVE DHARÁ
SE JE CHILO MOR NAYANER TÁRÁ
He was the gem of my eyes,
gold-flowing like the morning illumination,
showering feelings of immeasurable love.
Should anyone come near Him,
do tell Him about me.
Through the gaps of the white pre-winter clouds,
my pain ever oozes out.
I have not forgotten Him.
It is impossible to forget Him.
Even today He fills in my heart.
He has always vibrated the depth of my mind.
Searching Him, the flow of heavenly nectar is found.
I have not lost hope. I shall not become broken hearted.
In the illumination of meditation, He shall appear.