JYOTSNÁ RÁTE CÁNDERI SÁTHE
TUMI ESECHILE KÁR TARE
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MANERI KOŃE MANDRA PAVANE
GÁN GEYE GELE CUPISÁRE
TUMI ESECHILE KÁR TARE
BHÁVERI GHORE ÁMI CHINU EKÁ
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BHÁVERI GHORE ÁMI CHINU EKÁ
DEKHINI KAKHAN SARE GECHE RÁKÁ
SÁDÁ MEGHER GÁY SONÁLII REKHÁY
ÁLO CHILO ÁNKÁ SE TIMIRE
TUMI ESECHILE KÁR TARE
SE KATHÁ BHEVE MAN PULAKE SHIHARÁY
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SE KATHÁ BHEVE MAN PULAKE SHIHARÁY
AMARÁ NEVE ÁSE MÁT́IR E DHARÁY
JATA ANUBHÚTI PÁI E PRATIITI
ÁCHO DIVÁ RÁTI MORE GHIRE
TUMI ESECHILE KÁR TARE
JYOTSNÁ RÁTE CÁNDERI SÁTHE
TUMI ESECHILE KÁR TARE
On a moonlit night,
along with the moon,
what did You come for?
In the recess of my mind,
in the mild breeze,
You secretly sang a song.
I was alone, engrossed in deep thought.
I did not observe when the moonlight vanished.
White clouds sang through the rifts of golden lines
and the night began to shine.
Thinking about it, my mind quivers with pleasure.
Heaven descends on this muddy earth.
Amidst all experiences, this memory remains imprinted,
surrounding me day and night.