KUSUM KÁNANE MADHUR SVANANE
SURABHI DIYECHO BHARI
SURABHI DIYECHO BHARI
HRIDAYER SUDHÁSÁR D́HELE DIYECHO
APÁR IITI SINDHU SANTARI
SURABHI DIYECHO BHARI
SABAI DILE AKÁTARE MAMATÁ MÁKHÁNO KARE
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SABAI DILE AKÁTARE MAMATÁ MÁKHÁNO KARE
VINIMAYE NIJA TARE CÁONI ARGHYA HÁRE
SABÁR URDHVE TUMI RAYECHO ABHRA CÚMI
TOMÁRE PRAŃATI KARI
SURABHI DIYECHO BHARI
NAYANE AMEYA HÁSI ADHARE MOHAN BÁNSHII
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NAYANE AMEYA HÁSI ADHARE MOHAN BÁNSHII
BOLE JENO MANE PRÁŃE SABÁRE BHÁLOBÁSI
NÁSHA KARO TAMORÁSHI SABÁR MARME BASI
TAVA SAMA ÁPANÁR KEHOI NAIKO ÁR
SABE NÁCE TOMÁRE GHERI
SURABHI DIYECHO BHARI
KUSUM KÁNANE MADHUR SVANANE
SURABHI DIYECHO BHARI
Into the floral garden,
with a sweet sound,
You have filled fragrance.
After swimming through the vast ocean of distress,
You poured into hearts the essence of nectar.
With hands coated with affection
You gave everything to me to remove my suffering.
You did not want any offering in exchange.
You remained above all, kissing the sky.
Hence I salute You.
With an immeasurable smile in Your eyes,
and an enchanting flute on Your lips,
You spoke, loving all wholeheartedly.
O Lord,
destroy all darkness in all minds.
No one is as near as You.
Hence, all dance surrounding You.