ÁMI TOMÁY BHÁLOBESECHI
TUMI BÁSO KI NÁ JÁNINI
MARMA MÁJHE ENKE REKHECHI
TOMÁR CHAVI REKHÁY T́ÁNI
TUMI BÁSO KI NÁ JÁNINI
ÚŚÁR ARUŃ RAUNGER MÁYÁY
NAVA BHÁVE DEKHI JE TOMÁY
ASTA RAVIR RAKTA RÁGE
TOMÁRE PÁI ANURÁGE
RAUNGER KHELÁY VISHVA
MELÁY TUMI SERÁ SABÁI MANI
TUMI BÁSO KI NÁ JÁNINI
VISHVA MANE SAUNGOPANE
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
VISHVA MANE SAUNGOPANE
KÁJ KARE JÁO RÁTE DINE
CHANDE TÁNE MADHUR GÁNE
NECE CALO PRIITIR T́ÁNE
MAHÁMÁYÁY MOHAN DOLÁY
TOMÁR LIILÁY MUGDHA PRÁŃI
TUMI BÁSO KI NÁ JÁNINI
I love You
but do not know whether You love me or not.
I keep You within the core of my heart,
sketching Your image.
In the morning's illusive crimson colour,
I see You in a new form.
I find You in the red colour of the love-filled setting sun.
In the game of colours,
in the festivity of the world,
I accept You as the Supreme.
In the cosmic mind,
You secretly continue to work,
day and night.
With melody and rhythm,
You continue dancing to the attraction of love.
All living beings become enchanted
by the charming swing of Your great play.