TOMÁRI TARE PRABHU
KATA YUGA CALE GECHE
KATA VINIDRA RÁTI KATA
ÁNKHI VÁRI BAYECHE
KATA YUGA CALE GECHE
SHRÁVAŃER DHÁRÁ SAMA
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SHRÁVAŃER DHÁRÁ SAMA
ÁNKHI JAL JHARECHE MAMA
KETAKII PARÁG SAMA
VARAŚÁY DÚRE BHESECHE
KATA YUGA CALE GECHE
ÁSONI TUMI TABU
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ÁSONI TUMI TABU
BÁJENI MARME KABHU
ÁMÁR E VIIŃÁR TÁRE
SE GIITI BHESE CALECHE
KATA YUGA CALE GECHE
TOMÁRI TARE PRABHU
KATA YUGA CALE GECHE
For You,
O Lord,
innumerable ages have passed.
Many sleepless nights have gone by,
with tears flowing profusely.
Like flows of rains, my tears have flowed.
Like the fragrance of the ketakii flower,
they float far away in the rain.
Yet You never come into the core of my mind.
The strings of my viina are tinkling
and have made my song float away.