BHÁLOBESECHI TÁRE BÁRE BÁRE
KATA YUGA DHARE GECHI BHÚLE
MAŃI GENTHECHI HÁRE MANERI ÁKARE
SAORA KARE JYOTI UPAKULE
KATA YUGA DHARE GECHI BHÚLE
VISHVA BHUVANE EK SE JE ÁCHE
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VISHVA BHUVANE EK SE JE ÁCHE
EKÁI SAB MANA JINIYÁ NIYECHE
EKAI JYOTIŚKE TÁRÁY GHIRIYÁCHE
SABE TÁRE CÁY HRIDI MÚLE
KATA YUGA DHARE GECHI BHÚLE
SE RAYECHE TÁI SABÁI BENCE ÁCHE
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SE RAYECHE TÁI SABÁI BENCE ÁCHE
TÁHÁRI PRIITI D́ORE BÁNDHÁ PAŔE GECHE
TÁHÁRI GIITI SURE MUGDHA HOIYÁCHE
SUDHÁ SÁRE KÁLE AKÁLE
KATA YUGA DHARE GECHI BHÚLE
BHÁLOBESECHI TÁRE BÁRE BÁRE
KATA YUGA DHARE GECHI BHÚLE
I have been loving Him again and again,
and I have forgotten
how many ages since.
At the coast of my mental quarry,
I thread a garland of gems
with the rays of the sun light.
That singular entity existing in the world
knows all minds.
The stars surround that singular effulgent entity.
And all love Him from the core of their heart.
It is due to His existence
that all are surviving,
tied to the thread of His love.
By the melody of His song,
and with the essence of nectar,
every so often,
all are being charmed.