PRAJÁPATI PÁKHANÁ MELE
PUŚPA PARÁGA NIYE GELO
KOTHA HOTE ESE CHILO
KON AJÁNÁY GIYE LUKÁLO
PUŚPA PARÁGA NIYE GELO
PHULER BUKE VYATHÁ CHILO
SE KI TÁHÁ BUJHE NILO
RAUNGA BERANGER OŔANÁ PARE
KÁHÁR CHAVI ÁKÁR CHILO
PUŚPA PARÁGA NIYE GELO
PHÚL HESE CHILO KAY ÁBÁR ESO
JUGE JUGE BHÁLOBESO
TOMÁR PRIITI MADHUR GIITI
ÁMÁR HIYÁY NÁCIYE DILO
PUŚPA PARÁGA NIYE GELO
The butterfly,
spread its wings
and snatched away the pollen from the flower.
Coming from an unknown realm,
It disappeared unto an unknown realm.
It realised the pain existing in the flower,
and drew into it a colourfully decorated image.
The flower, with a smile, requests:
"Fill love into each era,
and by a sweet and loving song of Yours,
make my heart dance."