ATA BHIIŔERA BHIITAR THEKO NÁ
EKELÁ ESO MANO MÁJHE
AMAN ACENÁR MATO CEYONÁ
HÁSATE MÁNÁ KE KARECHE
EKELÁ ESO MANO MÁJHE
PRÁŃER VYATHÁ JATAI BOLI
JÁY KI KÁNE KATHÁ GULI
MANER SURABHI DII D́HÁLI
TOMÁR TARE SAKÁL SÁNJHE
EKELÁ ESO MANO MÁJHE
YADI NÁ PÁO SHUNATE KATHÁ
ÁMÁR HIYÁR MARMA KATHÁ
ÁMÁR SAKAL PRIITIR VYATHÁ
BHÁSIYE DOBO PARÁG SÁJE
EKELÁ ESO MANO MÁJHE
ATA BHIIŔERA BHIITAR THEKO NÁ
EKELÁ ESO MANO MÁJHE
Do not stay amidst big crowds.
Come alone into my mind.
Do not look at me as though I were unknown to You.
Who stops You from smiling?
Does the agony of my heart that I speak out to You,
ever enter Your ears?
Morning and evening,
I pour out the fragrance of mind for You.
If You are unable to listen to and hear the agony of my heart,
I shall flow into that fragrance,
all the pain of my love.