TOMÁRE CEYECHI PRIYA EKÁNTE VIJANE
ARUŃA ÁLOY MÁKHÁ RÁUNGÁ PRABHÁTE
VIHAGER MADHU KUJANE
TOMÁRE CEYECHI PRIYA EKÁNTE VIJANE
JÁNI MAN JATA CÁY TATA PÁY NÁ
JÁHÁ CÁY TÁRO SAB T́UKU CÁY NÁ
SAB CÁOÁ PÁOÁRI URDHVE TUMI
BHÁVA BHÁŚÁ BHÁSIYE MANERI KOŃE
TOMÁRE CEYECHI PRIYA EKÁNTE VIJANE
ÁMI TAVA CARAŃERA SROTE BHÁSÁ PHÚL
AKULE CHILUM ÁJ PEYE GECHI KÚL
DEKHO MORE KARUŃÁ KARE
NIRJANE PRIYA NIRJANE
TOMÁRE CEYECHI PRIYA EKÁNTE VIJANE
O dear,
I love You alone,
in the light of this crimson morning
amidst the sweet chirping of birds.
I know that the mind always desires more than it gets.
It does not simply want only as much as it needs.
You are above all desires and attainments.
You speak in my mental language,
from within the recess of my mind.
I am a flower floating in the stream of Your feet.
I was without shore and found a bank today.
Have mercy and look at me.