EKALÁ BASE BASE VÁTÁYANA PÁSHE
BHÁVITECHI SHUDHU TÁR KATHÁ
KE SE PARADESHII BHÁLO BÁSE BESHII
MÁDHURI TE D́HÁKE MOR VYATHÁ
BHÁVITECHI SHUDHU TÁR KATHÁ
ALASA PRAHARE EKÁKII JABE THÁKI
ARUŃE RÁḾGÁ RÁGE TÁR PRIITI DEKHI
KÁJER MÁJHEO TÁRI MÁKHÁ MÁKHI,
JABE BHÁVI TÁRI VÁRTÁ,
BHÁVITECHI SHUDHU TÁR KATHÁ
SE BHOLE NÁ MORE YADI VÁ BHULI TÁRE
TÁHÁRI VIIŃÁR TÁRERI JHAUNKÁRE
ÁMÁR JIIVAN BAHE SHATA DHÁRE
JÁGIE MOHANA MUKHARATÁ,
BHÁVITECHI SHUDHU TÁR KATHÁ
EKALÁ BASE BASE VÁTÁYANA PÁSHE
BHÁVITECHI SHUDHU TÁR KATHÁ
Sitting alone near the window,
I think about Him only.
Who is that foreigner,
who with so much love,
inundates my sorrows with sweetness?
During my leisure hours,
when I am alone,
I see His love in the crimson colour.
Within actions too,
I become absorbed in Him,
whenever I think of Him.
He does not forget me
even if I forget Him.
With His viina and His tinkling twang,
He reminds me.
With the charming expression of awakening,
my life flows into hundreds of flows.