EI BAKUL TARUR TALE, TUMI
ESE CHILE PATH BHÚLE
JHARÁ PHÚLE MÁLÁ GENTHE CALE CHINU
ÁMI TAKHAN VIRALE
BAKUL TARUR TALE
SHUDHIYE CHILUM TAVA PARICAYA
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SHUDHIYE CHILUM TAVA PARICAYA
BOLILE EKHANO HOYENI SAMAY
SAMAYE TÁ BOLIBO NISHCAYA
THÁKI TAVA MAN KAMALE
BAKUL TARUR TALE
MRDU HESE TUMI BOLE CHILE MORE
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MRDU HESE TUMI BOLE CHILE MORE
CINITE KI TUMI PÁRO NI ÁMÁRE
SATTÁR AŃU PARAMÁŃU STARE
JEGE THÁKI KÁLE AKÁLE
BAKUL TARUR TALE
EI BAKUL TARUR TALE
Below this bakul tree,
You came, forgetting the path.
At that time,
all alone,
I had been threading a garland
from dropped flowers.
When I inquired about Your introducing Yourself,
You told:
”Time has not yet come.
At the suitable time
I shall definitely do that.
I meanwhile remain as your mental lotus”.
With a soft smile You further told me:
”Are you not able to recognise me?
I remain ever awake within each atom and molecule of existence,
within and beyond the periphery of time.”