KII DOŚA KARECHI BOLONÁ
KENO ÁMÁR GHARE ELE NÁ
BHÁLOBESECHI MANE PRÁŃE
JENEO KI TÁO JÁNO NÁ
KENO ÁMÁR GHARE ELE NÁ
VRITHÁ HOLO MÁLÁ GÁNTHÁ
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VRITHÁ HOLO MÁLÁ GÁNTHÁ
VRITHÁI SÁDHER SUR JE SÁDHÁ
SMRITI NIYE HÁSÁ KÁNDÁ
ENKE MÚCHI KI ÁLPANÁ
KENO ÁMÁR GHARE ELE NÁ
MAN DEULE DEKHECHI
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MAN DEULE DEKHECHI
TOMÁR RAUNGE RÁUNGÁ HOYECHI
TOMÁR GÁNE NÁCE METECHI
TÁI TO DÚRE THÁKÁ SAHE? NÁ
KENO ÁMÁR GHARE ELE NÁ
KII DOŚA KARECHI BOLONÁ
KENO ÁMÁR GHARE ELE NÁ
What mistake have I committed? Tell me.
Why won’t You come to my home?
I love You wholeheartedly, consciously.
Don’t You know that?
My threading of floral garland is in vain.
Useless is my rehearsing of the melody.
Remembering that, I smile and cry.
I keep drawing and wiping off welcome decorations.