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ÁMI TOMÁY BHÁLOBÁSI JÁNÁI KII KARE
MARME ÁMÁR TARE TOMÁR ÁNKHI JHARE
ÁMI TOMÁY BHÁLOBÁSI JÁNÁI KII KARE

PRABHÁT ELE NAYAN MELE DEKHI TOMÁR ÁLO
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PRABHÁT ELE NAYAN MELE DEKHI TOMÁR ÁLO
PHULER RÚPE GANDHA NIIPE MÁDHURII D́HÁLO
PÚRVÁCALE SNIGDHÁNILE D́ÁKO ÁMÁRE
ÁMI TOMÁY BHÁLOBÁSI JÁNÁI KII KARE

SANDHYÁ RÁGE ANURÁGE MIŚT́I HÁSI HESE
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SANDHYÁ RÁGE ANURÁGE MIŚT́I HÁSI HESE
BOLE JE JÁO E BÁR GHUMÁO D́ÁKBO KÁL ESE
TOMÁR KATHÁ PRIITI GÁTHÁ BHÁSE AMBARE
ÁMI TOMÁY BHÁLOBÁSI JÁNÁI KII KARE

I love You.
Explain to me what for.
In the core of my heart, tears fall for You.

When morning comes, opening my eyes,
I see Your effulgence.

You pour sweet fragrance and beauty into the niipa flower.
You call me in the eastern horizon’s soft breeze.

During the red evening hue,
smiling sweetly,
You keep telling me
that this time, revolving around You, I shall call You
when the time would come.
Your glory and tale of love float in the sky.