MALAYÁNILE TUMI ESECHILE
RÚPER PASARÁ SÁTHE ENE CHILE
ÁMRA MUKULE TUMI HESE CHILE
KINSHUKRÁGE SÁŔÁ DIYE CHILE
RÚPER PASARÁ SÁTHE ENE CHILE
JE DHARÁ CHILO STHAVIRÁ SHIITER HIMA PRAVÁHE
UŚŃATÁ ENE CHILE TÁHÁR SARVA DEHE
KACI KISHALAY SÁJE KOMAL KORAK MÁJHE
NÁ CÁHITE NANDAN SUDHÁ JE D́HELE CHILE
RÚPER PASARÁ SÁTHE ENE CHILE
KANAK CÁMPÁR VANE KÁNCAN UPAVANE
MADHUPER MADHU RASE SURABHITA PAVANE
SPANDITA HRIDÁKÁSHE MANER MÁDHURI MISHE
LOKÁTIITA MÚRCHANÁ RAUNGE RÁGE BHARE DILE
RÚPER PASARÁ SÁTHE ENE CHILE
MALAYÁNIILE TUMI ESECHILE
RÚPER PASARÁ SÁTHE ENE CHILE
You came in the sandal breeze,
spreading beauty.
You smiled in the mango buds
and responded with the red hue
of the kinshuk flower.
You poured warmth
into the flow that,
due to the formation of ice,
had become stagnant.
You filled its whole body.
Into the decorations
of tender new leaves and soft buds,
You poured uncalled heavenly nectar
as well as a breeze,
fragrant with honey from the bees
in the kanakcampa' and kacana'r flower garden.
The vibrant firmament of mind
now is mixed with sweetness
and heavenly enchanting colours.