SEI, JHAINJHÁ BHARÁ ANDHAKÁRE
TUMI ESE CHILE ÁMÁR DVÁRE
GHUME ACETAN ÁCCHANNA MAN
DVÁR KHULE D́ÁKINIKO BHIITARE
TUMI ESE CHILE ÁMÁR DVÁRE
JALA SIKTA VESHE DÁNŔIYE CHILE
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JALA SIKTA VESHE DÁNŔIYE CHILE
JHAINJHÁR SHIHARAŃE KÁMPITE CHILE
TABU GHUM BHÁUNGENI UT́HE DVÁR KHULINI
KENO JE PRIYATAMA BOLO ÁMÁRE
TUMI ESE CHILE ÁMÁR DVÁRE
APEKŚAMÁN CHILE SÁRÁ PRAHAR
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APEKŚAMÁN CHILE SÁRÁ PRAHAR
MOR TRUT́I JAME CHILO STARA PARE STARA
KENO VAJRÁLOKE JÁGÁONI ÁMÁKE
SEVÁ DIYE TOMÁRE TUŚIVÁRE
TUMI ESE CHILE ÁMÁR DVÁRE
SEI, JHAINJHÁ BHARÁ ANDHAKÁRE
TUMI ESE CHILE ÁMÁR DVÁRE
On that darkness-filled storm,
You came to my door.
My mind was unconscious, buried in slumber.
I did not call You inside after opening the door.
You stood with a water-drenched dress,
shivering from the shudder of the storm.
Still, my sleep did not break.
I did not open the door after getting up.
Why was I like that?
O dearest, tell me.
You had been full of expectation,
throughout the whole period,
but my faults had accumulated layer beyond layer.
Why didn’t You wake me up with lightning and thunder,
so that I could have satisfied You by offering my services?