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TUMI, CHILE SUKH SHAYANE
ÁMI D́EKE GECHI PRIYA D́EKE GECHI
ÁMI D́EKE GECHI PRIYA D́EKE GECHI

MOR D́ÁK PASHENIKO ALAS TAVA SHRAVAŃE,
ÁÁ
MOR D́ÁK PASHENIKO ALAS TAVA SHRAVAŃE
TABU ÁSHÁ NÁHI CHEŔECHI
ÁMI D́EKE GECHI PRIYA D́EKE GECHI

VAEKUNT́HE TUMI NIDRÁ MAGNA CHILE,
ÁÁ
VAEKUNT́HE TUMI NIDRÁ MAGNA CHILE
KAT́HOR DHARÁY MOR DIN GECHE AVAHELE
MOR PÁNE TUMI BHULE CÁHONI ÁNKHI MELE
DEKHONI KATA KENDECHI
ÁMI D́EKE GECHI PRIYA D́EKE GECHI

PHUL PHAL ÁTAP JAL SABAI ÁCHE TOMÁRI,
ÁÁ
PHUL PHAL ÁTAP JAL SABAI ÁCHE TOMÁRI
MOR NÁI KICHU ÁMI TAVA KRIPÁ BHIKHÁRI
GOŚT́E GOŚT́E NÁCO ADHARE OŚT́HE HÁSO
MÁYÁ GHUME NÁHI BHULECHI
ÁMI D́EKE GECHI PRIYA D́EKE GECHI


O Lord, I continued calling You, but You were sleeping happily, O Dear. Into Your open
ears, my calls never entered, still I never lost hope. You were engrossed in sleep in the
heaven, and my days passed under negligence on this hard earth. Opening the eyes, You
never looked at me even by mistake, and did not see how much I cried. The flowers, fruits,
sunlight, water all belong to You. Nothing belongs to me and I am beggar of Your grace.
You go on dancing in all assemblygrounds, smiling charmingly with Your lips. This fog of
illusion, ma’ya’, I do not forget.



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