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TUMI ESO ÁMÁR GHARE PRIYA
DVÁRA KHULE DIYE BASE ÁCHI

DIIP JVELECHI MÁLÁ GENTHECHI
VEDII SÁJIYE REKHECHI
DVÁRA KHULE DIYE BASE ÁCHI

NIJER BOLITE MOR KEHO NÁI
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NIJER BOLITE MOR KEHO NÁI
MANER KATHÁ JÁHÁKE JÁNÁI
BHÁVE ABHÁVE TÁI TOMÁKEI CÁI
PRIITIR PASARÁ D́HELE DIYECHI
DVÁRA KHULE DIYE BASE ÁCHI

HE CIRA MADHURA ANTARTAMA
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
HE CIRA MADHURA ANTARTAMA
JIIVANE MARAŃE SÁTHE THEKO MAMA
GORASE RASÁBHÁSA TÁPE DÁHIKÁ SAMA
KUSUM KORAKE BHARE REKHECHI
DVÁRA KHULE DIYE BASE ÁCHI

TUMI ESO ÁMÁR GHARE PRIYA
DVÁRA KHULE DIYE BASE ÁCHI







Come to my home,
O beloved,
I am sitting and waiting.
The doors of my house are open.

I kindled the lamp,
threaded the garland
and kept the altar decorated.

There is no other I can call my own,
and to whom I convey tell the feelings of my heart and mind.
Thus, during adversity or affluence,
I love only You,
pouring out all my love.

O ever sweet and innermost one,
stay with me in my life and death.
I filled the nucleus of my flower with honey,
like soothing cow milk,
opposing the burning quality of heat.