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TUMI MOR PÁNE ÁNKHI MELECHO
MANER GAHANE CAMPAK VANE
SURABHI BHARIÁ DIECHO

TUMI MOR PÁNE ÁNKHI MELECHO
GHOR TIMIRE CHINU GHUM GHORE
BHÁVITE PÁRINI ARUŃER KARE
TUMI ÁLO D́HELE DIYE MOR GHARE
JIIVANE MÁDHURII BHARECHO

TUMI MOR PÁNE ÁNKHI MELECHO
BHÁVINI KICHUI NIJERE CHÁŔÁ
MOHA VASHE CHINU SAḾVIT HÁRÁ
NIJER DUHKHE BHARIYECHI DHARÁ
TUMI MOR BHRAM BHEUNGECHO
TUMI MOR PÁNE ÁNKHI MELECHO







You opened Your eyes and looked at me.

In the depth of my mind,
You filled with fragrance
my garden of campaka flowers.

I was in deep slumber in the pitch dark night,
I could not even imagine the rays of the sun.
You poured light into my home,
and filled my life with sweetness.

I had never thought of anything other than myself.
Under the charm of infatuation,
I had been deprived of consciousness.
With my own sorrows,
I had filled the world.

You broke my delusion.