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BHOMRÁ ELO PHÚLER PÁSHE
PÁPAŔI SARE GELO TÁR

RUDDHA DUÁR KHULE GELO
UPCE ELO MADHU BHÁR
PÁPAŔI SARE GELO TÁR

CÁY SE JÁKE PELO TÁKE
NIIRAVA HRDAYER KORAKE
KÁLO MEGHER PHÁNKE
PHÁNKE ÁLOR SÁTHE ABHISÁR
PÁPAŔI SARE GELO TÁR

BHOMRÁ BOLE TOMÁR SÁTHE
CHILUM ÁMI ALAKŚYETE
MARMA MÁJHE DOLÁ DITE
GÁN GEYE JÁI BÁRE BÁR
PÁPAŔI SARE GELO TÁR

BHOMRÁ ELO PHÚLER PÁSHE
PÁPAŔI SARE GELO TÁR







The bee came towards the flower
whose petals had opened up.

Its closed doors now all wide open,
a load of honey came out in overflowing proportions.

The one it had wanted,
was silently found in the core of its heart.
In this meeting of love,
glimpses of light flashed through the gaps of dark clouds.

The bee told:
“Though unseen,
I am ever with you.
To arouse you with oscillations,
I sing my song in your innermost being,
again and again.”