TUMI YADI NÁ ELE
TUMI YADI NÁ ELE
VRITHÁI MAN MUKULE
SEJE BASE THÁKÁ
VÁTÁYANE ÁNKHI REKHE
PRIITIRI MÁDHURII MEKHE
ÁSHÁY BHARE RÁKHÁ
SEJE BASE THÁKÁ
NAYANERI AINJANA
O HE KLESHA BHAINJANA
SHUDHUI SMRITITE D́HÁKÁ
SEJE BASE THÁKÁ
KENO NÁHI ÁLO BOLO
KENO BÁ EŔIYE CALO
KENO DÚRÁKÁSHE JVALO
ETA SUDHÁ MÁKHÁ
SEJE BASE THÁKÁ
TUMI YADI NÁ ELE
VRITHÁI MAN MUKULE
SEJE BASE THÁKÁ
If You do not come,
it is useless to keep my mind decorated with floral buds.
It is useless to look at the balcony,
with eyes overcast by the sweetness of love and filled with hope.
O decoration of my eyes and destroyer of pains,
joy of my mind,
in Your constant remembrance I remain.
Tell me why You do not come.
Why do You keep avoiding me?
Why do You shine in the distant sky,
with so much of me absorbed in nectar?