TOMÁY ÁMI CEYE CHILUM
DUHKHE SUKHE MANO MÁJHE
DEKHÁ DILE NAVA SÁJE
PHÚL SÁJEGO RÚPA SÁJE
DUHKHE SUKHE MANO MÁJHE
GUŃER TOMÁR NÁI TULANÁ
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GUŃER TOMÁR NÁI TULANÁ
VYAKTA NRITYE CHANDE NÁNÁ
AVYAKTAO ÁCHE AJÁNÁ
MUGDHA CITTA KRPÁ JÁCE
DUHKHE SUKHE MANO MÁJHE
ÁCHO TUMI SARVA LOKE
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ÁCHO TUMI SARVA LOKE
VYAKTÁVYAKTA TAMASÁ? ÁLOKE
ÁNÁO ASHRU HÁSI PALAKE
KABHU DÚR KAKHANO KÁCHE
DUHKHE SUKHE MANO MÁJHE
TOMÁY ÁMI CEYE CHILUM
DUHKHE SUKHE MANO MÁJHE
I longed for You in my mind during pain and pleasure.
You made Yourself be seen
in the new adornments of beautiful flowers.
There is no comparison to Your attributes.
You express Yourself in a variety of dances and rhythms.
That which is unexpressed is unknown.
Therefore there is desperate begging for Your grace.
You exist in all spheres,
expressed and unexpressed,
in light and shade.
You bring tears and smiles within moments.
Sometimes You are far and sometimes You are near.