SHITER SHEŚETE NAVA PÁTÁ ÁSE
PURÁNORÁ JÁY JHARE
VASANTA ELO DVÁRE
NRITYER TÁLE TÁLE
NRITYER TÁLE, VEŃII UPACIÁ
KABARI KHASIÁ PAŔE
VASANTA ELO DVÁRE
SHIITER SHEŚE APUŚPA TARU
KALITE BHARIÁ PAŔE
VASANTA ELO DVÁRE
TUŚÁR GALIBE, EI BHAROSÁY
ANKUR SAB HÁSI MUKHE CÁY
PÁKHIRÁ KULÁE TAVA GÁN GÁY
NAVA SÁJ SAB PARE
VASANTA ELO DVÁRE
SHITER SHEŚETE NAVA PÁTÁ ÁSE
PURÁNORÁ JÁY JHARE
VASANTA ELO DVÁRE
At the end of winter,
new leaves unfold,
and old leaves fall.
Spring has come to the door
in the rhythm of dance,
with loosened braids and disheveled hair.
At the end of winter,
the bare trees burst into bloom.
"The snow will melt!"
with this hope
sprouts peep out with a smile.
Dressed in their new garments,
the birds in their nests sing Your songs.
Spring has come to the door.