SE KON PRABHÁTE D́HÁLILE
DHARÁTE TOMÁR APÁR DYUTI
ITIHÁSA NEI SMITÁBHÁSA NEI
RAYE GECHE SHUDHU PRIITI
TOMÁR APÁR DYUTI
KEHOI JÁNE NÁ TAVA AVADÁN
MÁDHURII CHANDE JÁ KAREHO DÁN
SABAI DIYECHO KICHU NÁ NIYECHO
CINMAYA SAḾBHÚTI
TUMI CINMAYA SAḾBHÚTI
TOMÁR APÁR DYUTI
TOMÁRE JÁNITE PÁRÁ NÁHI JÁY
PRAYÁSAO HOYE KRPÁ BHAROSÁY
BHAVA KE BHARILE MAN KE MÁTÁLE
GÁILE AMAR GIITI, TUMI
GÁILE AMAR GIITI
TOMÁR APÁR DYUTI
Which was that morning
when You poured onto the earth Your unlimited effulgence?
There is no history nor smiling memory of it.
Only love is left.
Nobody knows that gift of Yours,
given with sweet rhythm.
You gave everything and took nothing,
O embodiment of consciousness,
Great Creation!
It is impossible to know You.
Even making the effort to know You,
depends on Your grace.
You filled my thoughts,
enchanted my mind
and sang Your immortal song.