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ÁLOR RATH ÁLOR RATH ÁLOR RATH
JÁY JÁY JÁY JÁY

KÁSHER VANER PÁSHAT́I DIYE
SHIULI JHARÁ PATHAT́I BEYE
SHISHIR BHEJÁ MÁT́H PERIYE
ÁKÁSH PÁNE CÁY CÁY CÁY
ÁLOR RATH JÁY JÁY JÁY JÁY

PRÁŃER PARÁG SAUNGE KARE
MANER KOŃE JHILIK MERE
BÁDHÁR PRÁCIIR CÚRŃA KARE
KON AJÁNÁY DHÁY DHÁY DHÁY
ÁLOR RATH JÁY JÁY JÁY JÁY

PÚNJI BHÚTA MEGH SARIYE
RAUNGIIN ÁKÁSH JÁGIYE DIYE
MIŚT́I MADHUR PARASH NIYE
DÚRER GIITI GÁY GÁY GÁY
ÁLOR RATH JÁY JÁY JÁY JÁY







The chariot of light moves on.
It moves on and on.

Passing through a path strewn with shiuli flowers,
it adjoins the forest of tall kash grass,
and, crossing fields wet with dew,
it advances, looking towards the sky.

Taking along the essence of life,
with light, flashing in the corner of mind,
it crushes the walls of obstruction,
and rushes on to an unknown destination.

Removing the accumulated clouds,
raising colours in the sky,
and providing a sweet touch,
it sings the song of the far distance.