MOR, MANER GAHANE
ESO CITTE SAḾGOPANE
CITTE SAḾGOPANE
ÁMI, KOMAL KUSUMER KALI
JAMÁYE REKHECHI MADHU SAYATANE
KATA JHAŔA JHÁPT́Á
GECHE ÁMÁR UPARE
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
KATA JHAŔA JHÁPT́Á
GECHE ÁMÁR UPARE
TABU UPAŔI NI BHENGE
REKHECHI TOMÁRE DHARE
HIÁR MÁJHÁRE
GOPANE ATI GOPANE
ESO CITTE SAḾGOPANE
CITTE SAḾGOPANE
ESO NÁCE ESO GÁNE
ESO DHÚPE ESO DIIPE
ESO VARAŚÁKETAKI VITÁNE
ESO NAVANIITA NIIPE
ESO NAVANIITA NIIPE
ÁMÁR JIIVAN BHARE
MADHUR MOHAN SVAPANE
ESO MADHURIMÁ BHARÁ RAŃANE
ESO CITTE SAḾGOPANE
CITTE SAḾGOPANE
Come secretly into the depth of my mind.
I am but a soft bud of flower
that has kept its honey carefully preserved.
Many a storm and typhoon has passed.
And still, I did not whither away
but secretly held You within my heart.
Come in dance and song.
Come in incense and lamps,
and in the shade of the ketaki flower.
Come like butter in the niipa.
Come and fill my life with a charming dream.
Come in sweetness-filled resonance.