ANEK VEDANÁ DIYE ANEK ÁNKHI JHARIYE
NIT́HUR DEVATÁ MOR ESECHO
KII CÁO TÁO JÁNI NÁ KII KAO TÁO BUJHI NÁ
SHUDHU JÁNI SHUDHU BUJHI MORE BHÁLOBESECHO
NIT́HUR DEVATÁ MOR ESECHO
JÁNI NÁKO THÁKO KI NÁ ANEK DÚRE
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
TÁI KI PASHENÁ VYATHÁ KARŃA KUHARE
HOETO BADHIR SÁJ JINÁTA SÁRE
KIMVÁ JÁNITE DITE CÁO NÁ KI BHEVECHO
NIT́HUR DEVATÁ MOR ESECHO
TOMÁR LIILÁR CHAVI TUMI ÁNKO
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
HOETO NÁJENE ÁNKO BHÁVETE THÁKO
ÁDI MADHYA ANTA MÁNO NÁKO
SAVISHEŚE NIRVISHEŚE HESE CALECHO
NIT́HUR DEVATÁ MOR ESECHO
After giving much agony
and making me shed tears,
that merciless Lord of mine came.
What You want, I do not know.
What You say, that also I do not understand.
Only this much I know:
that You love me.
I do not know whether You live far away
and if that is why my cry does not reach to Your ears.
You may be knowingly pretending to be deaf
or may be thinking that none should know it.
You only sketch the panorama of Your play.
You may be unknowingly sketching, remaining in engrossment.
You do not consider beginning, middle or end
and go on dancing smilingly with and without attributes.