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ÁMI, TOMÁRE CEYECHI GOPANE
ÁMÁR PRIYA TUMI SABÁR SAKHÁ

ÁCHO JIIVANE BHARÁ CHANDE GÁNE
SMARAŃIIYA TUMI SATYE D́HÁKÁ
ÁMÁR PRIYA TUMI SABÁR SAKHÁ

ÁLOKER VARTIKÁ SÁTHE REKHECHO
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ÁLOKER VARTIKÁ SÁTHE REKHECHO
PRIITIR PALLAVE DODUL DULE CHO
JE ANÁDRITA SEO TOMÁTE STHITA
KAKHANO KARO NÁ TÁKE TRILOKE EKÁ
ÁMÁR PRIYA TUMI SABÁR SAKHÁ

JÁR, KEU KOTHÁ NÁI SEO TOMÁKE D́ÁKE
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KEU KOTHÁ NÁI SEO TOMÁKE D́ÁKE
BAHIRÁNTARE MEGHERI PHÁNKE PHÁNKE
JAD́E SUPTA TUMI BHÁVE DIIPTA TUMI
SHUBHRA JYOTSNÁLOKE RAMYA RÁKÁ
ÁMÁR PRIYA TUMI SABÁR SAKHÁ

ÁMI, TOMÁRE CEYECHI GOPANE
ÁMÁR PRIYA TUMI SABÁR SAKHÁ







I secretly love You,
my Lord,
and companion to all.

You fill life with rhythm and songs.
O memorable one,
You are enveloped within truth.

The torch of light is always with You.
You oscillate on the swing of petals.
Those who are dishonoured are also within You.
You never leave anyone alone in the three worlds.

Those who have no place to go,
they too, call You through the gaps of internal and external clouds.
You exist latent within inert beings.
You glow in ideation, as beautiful and shining moonlight.