SHUK TÁRÁ KÁL SHUNIYE GECHE
BHORE TUMI ÁSCHO PRIYA
DEKHÁR ÁGEI SVÁGAT JÁNÁI
ÁSÁR ÁGEI PRAŃÁM NIO
BHORE TUMI ÁSCHO PRIYA
PHULERÁ SAB CEYE ÁCHE
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PHULERÁ SAB CEYE ÁCHE
MADHU NIYE PÁPAŔI NÁCE
DUHKHE SUKHE BHULE GECHE
TOMÁY BHEVEI HE ÁDARŃIIYA
BHORE TUMI ÁSCHO PRIYA
BHORER PÁKHI UT́HACHE D́ÁKI
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BHORER PÁKHI UT́HACHE D́ÁKI
SUR SEDHECHE RÁTRI JÁGI
PRIITIR GIITI NEIKO BÁKI
ARUŃ RÁGE MAN RÁUNGIO
BHORE TUMI ÁSCHO PRIYA
SHUK TÁRÁ KÁL SHUNIYE GECHE
BHORE TUMI ÁSCHO PRIYA
The planet Venus told yesterday that You would come,
O beloved.
Before seeing You, I wish to express my welcome.
Do accept my salutation before coming.
All flowers want You
with sweetness and the dance of their petals.
Thinking of You,
they have forgotten all pains and pleasures,
O revered one.
The morning bird started calling.
It rehearsed the tune,
and stayed awake the whole night.
Now no more love song is left to be sung.
With crimson colour, do colour my mind.