PRIITIR KETANE KE GO ELE MANE
ASIIMER DÚR ÁHVÁNE
OTA PROTAH BHÁVE
BHÁVE ABHÁVE
MADHUR SVABHÁVE MAN JINE
ASIIMER DÚR ÁHVÁNE
TUMI JETE CÁO ÁMI CÁI NÁ TO
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TUMI JETE CÁO ÁMI CÁI NÁ TO
REKHE DITE CÁI HIYÁY SATATA
URMI MÁLÁY KATA SHATA SHATA
JHAUNKÁR TULI ÁNAMANE
ASIIMER DÚR ÁHVÁNE
HE PRIYA SÁRATHII CÁLÁO E BÁR
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HE PRIYA SÁRATHII CÁLÁO E BÁR
SARVA BHEDII O RATH TOMÁR
RÚPA RÚPÁTIITA HOK EKÁKÁR
TAVA PRAGRAHERI T́ÁNE
ASIIMER DÚR ÁHVÁNE
Who is He who came into my mind,
with the flag of love,
with the call of the distant infinity,
in individual and collective association,
irrespective of scarcity or plentifulness?
With His sweet nature He won my mind.
You want to go but I do not want You to do so.
I ever want to keep You in my heart.
Raising unmindfully the sound of innumerable series
of hundreds and hundreds of waves,
O charioteer,
move this time Your all-piercing chariot,
so that form and formless be unified
under the pull of Your control.