TOMÁRE BHÁLOBÁSIYÁ
TOMÁRI PATH CÁHIYÁ
KET́E GECHE KATA JE YUGA
JÁNI NÁ SE KATA JIIVAN
KUMUD BHÁLOBÁSE CÁNDE
TÁRI LÁGI HÁSE? KÁNDE
CÁNDA KI TÁHÁ NÁHI JÁNE
BOJHE NÁ KII TÁHÁRI MAN
JÁNI NÁ SE KATA JIIVAN
TOMÁRE BHÁLOBÁSIYÁ
RASE RÁGE BHARÁ DHARÁ
TUMI BINÁ RÚPA HÁRÁ
PHAŃII SAMA MAŃIIHÁRÁ
KÁNDIYÁ JÁI VYATHÁ MAGAN
JÁNI NÁ SE KATA JIIVAN
TOMÁRE BHÁLOBÁSIYÁ
ÁSHÁ NIYE BENCE ÁCHI
ÁSHÁTE HRIDI BENDHECHI
MOR E ÁSHÁ BOLO MORE
HOIBE NÁ KI SAMPÚRAŃ
JÁNI NÁ SE KATA JIIVAN
TOMÁRE BHÁLOBÁSIYÁ
Loving You
and looking onto Your path,
how many eras and lives passed by?
I do not know this.
The night lily loves the moon
and smiles and weeps for it.
Does the moon not know this
and understand its mind?
The earth, full of flow and rhythm,
is without beauty in Your absence.
Like a jewel that has lost its serpent
I continue crying,
submerged in agonies.
I am surviving due to hope only,
to which my heart is tightly bound.
Tell me whether this hope of mine
will ever be fulfilled.