SVAPANE DEKHECHI TUMI ESECHILE
MOR MÁLAINCE GOPANE
GHUM BHÁUNGAONI KATHÁO KAONI
KI JE DEKHICHILE KE JÁNE
MOR MÁLAINCE GOPANE
KATA PHUL CHILO SÁJÁNO BÁGÁNE
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KATA PHUL CHILO SÁJÁNO BÁGÁNE
KATA TARU LATÁ RAUNGERA VITÁNE
KATA PHAL CHILO SARASE SAGHANE
JEGE DEKHÁTUM JATANE
MOR MÁLAINCE GOPANE
GHUME ACETANA NIIRAVE NIBHRITE
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GHUME ACETANA NIIRAVE NIBHRITE
KÁNDIYÁ GIYÁCHI RUDDHA GHARETE
EK BÁR YADI D́ÁKIYÁ TUTE
SÁKŚÁT HOTO VIJANE
MOR MÁLAINCE GOPANE
SVAPANE DEKHECHI TUMI ESECHILE
MOR MÁLAINCE GOPANE
I dreamt that You secretly came to my home.
However, You did not break my sleep,
You did not speak to me,
Who knows what it was You observed.
How many flowers bloomed
in the garden that I decorated?
How many trees and creepers
were present in the colourful canopy?
How many juicy and intensely sweet fruits
had carefully been placed there
that I saw on awakening?
I was unconscious
in deep sleep
in isolated silence,
and continued crying in my choked home.
If You would have called
and lifted me at least once,
we would have been face to face intimately.