NAYANE KENO ÁSO NÁ
VYATHÁ BOJHO NÁ KII LIILÁ TAVA
TABUO PHÁLGUNII VÁYE
PÁPIÁ GÁY RÁGE NAVA NAVA
KII LIILÁ TAVA
SATATA D́ÁKIYA JÁI
SÁŔÁ NÁ PELEO ÁSHÁ NÁ HÁRÁI
MANERI MADHUVANE SAḾGOPANE
TOMÁRE KII ARGHYA DOBO
KII LIILÁ TAVA
ÁLOKE ÁNDHÁRE KHELÁ
KII TAVA RÚPERI MELÁ
BUJHI NÁ BUJHITE PÁRI NÁ
E KHELÁ GHARE KII GÁN SHOŃÁBO
KII LIILÁ TAVA
NAYANE KENO ÁSO NÁ
VYATHÁ BOJHO NÁ KII LIILÁ TAVA
Why don’t You come into my eyes
and understand my pain?
What an illusive play of Yours this is!
The papia bird sings with ever-new lyrics.
Without losing hope,
even after not getting any response from You,
I secretly and ceaselessly call in my mental garden.
What offering can I make to You?
You play with light and shade.
What a festivity of beauty this is!
In this auditorium,
what song shall I sing for You?