ESO, MANERI MUKURE GOPANE
RÁTUL CARAŃ DÚT́I NIIRAVE UT́HIBE PHUT́I
RÁTUL CARAŃ DÚT́I NIIRAVE UT́HIBE PHUT́I
RÁTUL CARAŃ DÚT́I NIIRAVE UT́HIBE PHUT́I
MOR KAMALE VIJANE
ASHRU SAJAL ÁNKHI PATH PÁNE THÁKE TÁKI
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ASHRU SAJAL ÁNKHI PATH PÁNE THÁKE TÁKI
BHAVAN SHIKHI MOR BÁRE BÁRE UT́HE D́ÁKI
VÁSTAVE JÁGARAŃE NÁ ÁSILE JIIVANE
ESO SVAPANE
ESO, MANERI MUKURE GOPANE
GHAR PAR NÁHI MOR SABAI TOMÁTE VIBHOR
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GHAR PAR NÁHI MOR SABAI TOMÁTE VIBHOR
TOMÁRI BHÁVANÁTE KATA NISHI HOYE BHOR
CÁHO KARUŃÁ NAYANE EK BÁR MOR PÁNE
NÚPÚR SHIINJANE
ESO, MANERI MUKURE GOPANE
Secretly come into my mental mirror.
Both red feet of Yours may silently and privately appear
at the lotus of my mind.
With tearful eyes, I remain seated, looking at the path.
The peacock of my home again and again calls.
If You do not come, awakening in real life,
do come in dream.
My home is not alien to You.
All are embedded in You.
In Your ideation, numerous nights have turned into mornings.
Look at me with merciful eyes at least once.
And let this be accompanied by the sound of ankle-bells.