PATHER BHÚLE ELE CALE
RÁJÁDHIRÁJ ÁMÁR GHARE
CARAŃE DHÚLO LEGECHE
ÁR AKTA MUKHA RAVIR KARE
RÁJÁDHIRÁJ ÁMÁR GHARE
RÁTUL TAVA CARAŃA LÁGI
YUGA YUGA ÁCHI JÁGI
SADÁ TAVA KRIPÁ MÁGI
TOMÁRI SEVÁRI TARE
RÁJÁDHIRÁJ ÁMÁR GHARE
PATHER BHÚLE ELE CALE
RÁJÁDHIRÁJ ÁMÁR GHARE
MOR MANE SAḾGOPANE
JE ÁKUTI CHILO GAHANE
TAVA KARUŃARI TÁNE
BÁJÁLE HIYÁR TÁRE
RÁJÁDHIRÁJ ÁMÁR GHARE
PATHER BHÚLE ELE CALE
RÁJÁDHIRÁJ ÁMÁR GHARE
The Lord of lords came to my home
missing His path.
On His feet lay dust,
and His face shone red as the sun rays.
At Your red feet,
I have remained awake, ages since.
I constantly ask for Your grace,
longing to serve You.
The earnestness that secretly lay hidden
in the depths of my mind,
resonated on the strings of my heart
by the attraction of Your mercy.