ÁMI, CÁI NÁ KICHU TOMÁR KÁCHE
CÁI JE SHUDHU TOMÁKE
JÁ ÁSE JÁY KI HOBE TÁY
KÁNDÁY BHOLÁY ÁMÁKE
CÁI JE SHUDHU TOMÁKE
MAŃI MUKTÁY RAJAT HIRAŃ
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
MAŃI MUKTÁY RAJAT HIRAŃ
MAŃI MUKTÁY RAJAT HIRAŃ
SÁT SÁGARER SAINCITA DHAN
THÁKE NÁ ANANTA JIIVAN
HÁSHI KHUSHIR JHALAKE
CÁI JE SHUDHU TOMÁKE
THÁKO ÁMÁR ÁPAN HOYE
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
THÁKO ÁMÁR ÁPAN HOYE
THÁKO ÁMÁR ÁPAN HOYE
KŚUDRA MANER DRIGVALAYE
MADHUR MOHAN BHÁVAT́I LAYE
ARÚPERI RÚPÁLOKE
CÁI JE SHUDHU TOMÁKE
ÁMI, CÁI NÁ KICHU TOMÁR KÁCHE
CÁI JE SHUDHU TOMÁKE
I do not want anything from You.
I want only You.
What happens with the things that come and go?
They simply delude and make one lament.
Gems, pearls, silver and gold,
the collected wealth of the seven oceans,
can never last forever
and show only glimpses of temporary joy.
You remain and shall become my own,
within the periphery of my meagre mental vision.
I will remain absorbed in sweet and charming ideation,
in the impeccable light of this visible world.