NIIL ÁKÁSHE TÁRÁR DESHE
KII SAḾGIITA BHESE ÁSE
BHUVAN CHEYE MAN MÁTIYE
KON SE SUDURERA ÁVESHE
KII SAḾGIITA BHESE ÁSE
BOJHÁR BODHI NÁI JE ÁMÁR
URDHVA PÁNE CÁI SHATA BÁR
BHÁVI HE PRIYA, BHÁVI HE PRIYA
BHÁVI HE PRIYA, SABÁKÁR
GÁN GEYE JÁO KISER ÁSHE
KII SAḾGIITA BHESE ÁSE
BHUVAN JOŔÁ RÚP JE TOMÁR
THAI NÁHI PÁY BUDDHI ÁMÁR
YUKTI TARKA, YUKTI TARKA
YUKTI TARKA, SABAI ASÁR
KRPÁ KAŃÁI SHEŚE BHÁSE
KII SAḾGIITA BHESE ÁSE
NIIL ÁKÁSHE TÁRÁR DESHE
KII SAḾGIITA BHESE ÁSE
In the abode of stars in the blue sky,
what song comes floating about?
Spreading throughout the world,
intoxicating the mind,
what impulse does it carry?
Having no intuitive capacity to understand it,
I look up hundreds of times.
O beloved of all,
with what expectation do You keep on singing?
Over it, I ponder.
My intellect is unable to fathom Your form,
which synthesises the whole world.
All logic and reasoning bear no essence.
You being beyond it all,
all appearances depend but on the wee bit of Your grace.