JHALAMALA ÁLOTE DHARÁ TUMI DÁO NI
DUHKHER ASHRU NIIRE ESE CHILE SAKHÁ
SÁJÁNO VEDIIR PÁNE BHULEO TÁKÁO NI
VYATHÁR ÁRTANÁDE DIYE CHILE DEKHÁ
DUHKHER ASHRU NIIRE ESE CHILE SAKHÁ
SHRÁVAŃER MEGH BHÁR ESE CHILO JIIVANE
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SHRÁVAŃER MEGH BHÁR ESE CHILO JIIVANE
UTTÁL ÚRMI BHENGE CHILO SVAPANE
KEU CHILO NÁKO KÁCHE SABE BHAYE DÚRE GECHE
TUMI EKÁ ESE BOLE CHILE NAI EKÁ
DUHKHER ASHRU NIIRE ESE CHILE SAKHÁ
VAHNIR DAHANE VARUŃER TÁND́AVE
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VAHNIR DAHANE VARUŃER TÁND́AVE
PRATI KSAŃE SÁTHE CHILE SAB BHÁVE ABHÁVE
SARONI DÚRE KABHU SHARAŃE REKHECHO PRABHU
ENKECHO DAGDHA BHÁLE DURJAY T́IIKÁ
DUHKHER ASHRU NIIRE ESE CHILE SAKHÁ
In the brilliance of light,
You did not reveal Yourself.
You came amidst tears of sorrow,
O Companion.
You were not seen near the decorated altar, not even accidentally.
You were seen at the lamentation of pain.
In my life, heaps of clouds had appeared,
and high waves had broken my dreams.
There was nobody close to me.
Everyone had left with fear,
but coming all by Yourself, You told me that I was not alone.
During the burns from fire and the macabre dance of flood water,
You were with me each moment.
You are with me in misery and affluence.
You never go away.
You ever keep me sheltered,
imprinting the victory mark on my burnt forehead.