SE PATHIK CALE GECHE
SE PATHIK CALE GECHE
KON PATHE GO KON PATHE
ÁMÁR E ÁUNGINÁ DIYE
ÁMÁR E ÁUNGINÁ DIYE
GOPANE TÁR MANORATHE
KON PATHE GO KON PATHE
CÁKÁR REKHÁ RAYE GECHE
MALAYE MÁDHURII ÁCHE
PHUT́ANTA PHÚLERAI SUVÁS
PHUT́ANTA PHÚLERAI SUVÁS
BHÁLOBÁSÁR BÁSÁ BÁNDHE
KON PATHE GO KON PATHE
HÁRIYECHI NIJER BHÚLE
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
HÁRIYECHI NIJER BHÚLE
PHIRE PÁVO SÁDHANA BALE
SE SÁDHANÁ PRIITI SALILE
DICCHE DOLÁ SAḾVITE
KON PATHE GO KON PATHE
SE PATHIK CALE GECHE
SE PATHIK CALE GECHE
KON PATHE GO
That Traveler went away, in what direction? Leaving me in this courtyard, secretly on His
mental chariot. The marks of the wheel of the chariot are left. The sweetness in sandal
breeze remains, the fragrance of blooming flowers creates a home of love. I lost Him due
to my own mistake, but would get Him back by force of sa’dhana’, the spiritual
endeavour. That sa’dhana’ with water of love, has provided oscillation of
consciousness.