ÁMÁY, D́ÁK DIYE JÁY, KON AJÁNÁY
KII SNIGDHATÁRA BHÁŚÁ
ÁSE BHESE MADHUR ÁVESHE
CHANDAYIITA ÁSHÁ
KII SNIGDHATÁRA BHÁŚÁ
ÁSHÁ CHILO TÁREI PÁVO
TÁHÁRI KÁJ KARE JÁBO
TÁR EŚAŃÁY EGIYE JÁBO
BHÚLE KANNÁ HÁSÁ
KII SNIGDHATÁRA BHÁŚÁ
ÁMÁR MANER GAHAN KOŃE
SAB BHÁVANÁR SAḾGOPANE
RAḾGA LÁGÁNO CITTA VANE
CÁICHI TÁRI ÁSHÁ
KII SNIGDHATÁRA BHÁŚÁ
ÁMÁY D́ÁK DIYE JÁY, KON AJÁNÁY
KII SNIGDHATÁRA BHÁŚÁ
Which unknown entity keeps calling me?
What soft language is this?
The call comes floating
with sweet pulse and rhythmic hope.
I had hoped that I would attain Him
and be able to do His work.
With His inspiration and grace,
I shall keep moving forward,
forgetting the pains and pleasures of this material world.
In the deep corner of my mind,
hidden from all thoughts,
colouring the garden of my consciousness,
I long for Him.