BHÁLOBESE KOTHÁ LUKÁLE
KII BÁ APARÁDHA MAMA
ESE CHILE PATH BHULE HE
AJÁNÁ PRIYATAMA
KII BÁ APARÁDHA MAMA
BHÁLOBESE KOTHÁ LUKÁLE
SUDHÁ DHÁRÁ D́HELE DILE
MANETE KUSUMA PHOT́ÁLE
E KII RÁGE MÁTÁLE ANUBHAVE ANUPAMA
KII BÁ APARÁDHA MAMA
BHÁLOBESE KOTHÁ LUKÁLE
MAŃI DYUTI MADHURATÁRA
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
MAŃI DYUTI MADHURATÁRA
PARÁLE PRIITIRA HÁRA
BOLILE TUMI ÁMÁRA
MADHURE MADHURATAMA
KII BÁ APARÁDHA MAMA
BHÁLOBESE KOTHÁ LUKÁLE
KII BÁ APARÁDHA MAMA
BHÁLOBESE KOTHÁ LUKÁLE
After having loved me,
where did You hide?
What was my fault?
You poured on me a flow of nectar,
and made flowers bloom in my mind.
With what sort of melody did You intoxicate me,
to give such incomparable experience?
Putting on me a garland of love,
made from shining gems,
You told me that I was Yours,
O sweetest amongst the sweet!