NRITYERI CHANDE KE ELE
BOLO NÁ ÁMÁY TUMI BOLO NÁ
MANDIRÁ BÁJE MAN MANDIRE
KÁR TARE KARE SE JE VANDANÁ
BOLO NÁ ÁMÁY TUMI BOLO NÁ
NRITYERI CHANDE KE ELE
BOLO NÁ ÁMÁY TUMI BOLO NÁ
NIIRAVA CARAŃE MAN MÁJHE ELE
GOPANE ESEMANE BASE GELE
NIIRAVATÁR NÚPUR BÁJÁLE
KÁR LÁGI LIILÁ KARO BOJHÁ
GELO NÁ SE JE BOJHÁ GELO NÁ
BOLO NÁ ÁMÁY TUMI BOLO NÁ
NRITYERI CHANDE KE ELE
BOLO NÁ ÁMÁY TUMI BOLO NÁ
VAN HARIŃIIR MATA CAINCALÁ
GIITI? MORA VAN PATHE UCCHALÁ
SMRITI MAN SARAŃIITE UDDVELÁ
SMITA NAYANÁ SE JE SMITA NAYANÁ
BOLO NÁ ÁMÁY TUMI BOLO NÁ
NRITYERI CHANDE KE ELE
BOLO NÁ ÁMÁY TUMI BOLO NÁ
Tell me,
who is that who came with the rhythm of dance?
The tinkling sound of cymbals
resonated in the temple of my mind.
Whom were they worshipping?
You came into my mind with silent footsteps
and coming secretly, You remained there.
You sounded the ankle bell of silence.
You did not explain
for whom You played this divine game.
The movement of Your song was as frisky as that of a wild deer,
traversing my forest path.
In that memory my eyes bath,
smiling on the lane of my mind.