TUMI PRIYA ÁMÁRA ÁMIO TOMÁRA
CHANDE CHANDE NÁCI TAVA BHÁVE
ÁMI, CHANDE CHANDE NÁCI TAVA BHÁVE
ÁLOKE ÁNDHÁRE JIIVAN SARITÁ TIIRE
URMI MÁLÁY HERI ANUBHAVE
CHANDE CHANDE NÁCI TAVA BHÁVE
ÁMI, CHANDE CHANDE NÁCI TAVA BHÁVE
CALÁR PATHE DÁO SATATA PRERAŃÁ
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CALÁR PATHE DÁO SATATA PRERAŃÁ
KÁJER PREŚÁŃÁ DITE KAKHANO BHOLO NÁ
TOMÁRE BHULIYÁ GELE ÁGHÁTE ASHRU JALE
TANDRÁ BHÁUNGÁO MADHU ÁSAVE
CHANDE CHANDE NÁCI TAVA BHÁVE
TOMÁR MÁJHÁRE KŚUDRATÁRA NÁHIKO T́HÁIN
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TOMÁR MÁJHÁRE KŚUDRATÁRA NÁHIKO T́HÁIN
SARVÁNYUSÚTA BHÁVA NIHITA TOMÁTE PÁI
VYATHÁHATA CITE MAŃIMAYA DYUTITE
UCCHALA KARO ÁLOKOTSAVE
CHANDE CHANDE NÁCI TAVA BHÁVE
ÁMI, CHANDE CHANDE NÁCI TAVA BHÁVE
TUMI PRIYA ÁMÁRA ÁMIO TOMÁRA
Dear Lord,
You are mine and I am also Yours.
I dance in tune to Your thought
rhythm after rhythm.
In light or in darkness,
on the shore of the stream of life,
I search those series of waves.
On the path of movement,
You continuously provide inspiration.
In the urge of action,
You never forget me.
Should I ever forget You,
then, shedding tears,
break my drowsiness with sweet spirit.
Within You there is no place for smallness.
I find You located in transcendental ideation.
In the mind inflicted with agony,
You provide the vibration of the festivity of light
that sparkles with illumination.