ÁMÁR GOPAN KATHÁ JENE NIECHE
PRÁŃER VYATHÁ SE JE JÁNE
ÁMÁR MANDA BHÁLO SE JE JÁNE
SABI TÁR NAKH DARPAŃE
PRÁŃER VYATHÁ SE JE JÁNE
ÁMÁR GOPAN KATHÁ JENE NIECHE
PRÁŃER VYATHÁ SE JE JÁNE
LUKÁTE CEYECHILUKÁNO NÁ THEKE GECHI
SE JE SAB KICHU ÁLOY T́ENE ÁNE
PRÁŃER VYATHÁ SE JE JÁNE
ÁMÁR GOPAN KATHÁ JENE NIECHE
PRÁŃER VYATHÁ SE JE JÁNE
HIYÁR GAHANE SE JE THÁKE
MANER MÁDHURI PRÁŃE MÁKHE
SE JE PRIITIR KATHÁ KAYE KÁNE KÁNE
PRÁŃER VYATHÁ SE JE JÁNE
ÁMÁR GOPAN KATHÁ JENE NIECHE
PRÁŃER VYATHÁ SE JE JÁNE
He knows my secret events.
He knows the agonies of my heart.
He knows my good and bad.
For, all exists in the mirror of His fingernail.
I wanted to hide but could not.
He pulls everything towards His effulgence.
He exists in the deep recess of my heart,
bestowing the sweetness of His mind onto my life.
He whispers events of love into my ears.