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NAVA VARŚA ELO ÁJI
SABÁRE ÁNANDA DITE

PHULE PHALE PÁTÁY RASE
SURABHITE MAN MÁTÁTE
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JÁRÁ CALE GECHE DURE
DÚR HOTE ÁRO DÚRE
TÁRÁ ÁJO BENCE ÁCHE
SURERI SUDHÁ JHAINKÁRE
ÁJ, TÁDER ÁSHIŚ SURER SHROTE
PRERAŃÁ DIK CALÁR PATHE
SABÁRE ÁNANDA DITE

CHAY RITUR PARIKRAMÁ
MERU HIMER OT́HÁNÁMÁ
EI PARIVESHE ESE
PRÁŃ D́HELEDII SABÁR HITE
SABÁRE ÁNANDA DITE







New Year came today to give bliss to all,
to intoxicate the mind with fruits and flowers,
with eaves, juices and fragrance.

Those who have gone far away,
from far to farther,
are still alive.
With the sweet resonance of melody,
let their blessing today inspire others
to move along the path
in the current of melody.

The rotation of the six seasons,
the rise and fall of the polar snow,
in this atmosphere
I dedicate my life to the welfare of all.