ÁMÁR TARE AKÁTARE
KII NÁ DIYECHO
KII NÁ DIYECHO GO PRABHU
KII NÁ DIIYECHO
BHÁVA JAGATE ALAKŚYETE ESE BASECHO
KII NÁ DIYECHO GO PRABHU
KII NÁ DIIYECHO
KAITE KATHÁ MARI LÁJE
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KAITE KATHÁ MARI LÁJE
KII CHILO MOR ÁJ KII ÁCHE
CHILUM, DHULOR PARE HATÁDARE
KÁCHE T́ENECHO
KII NÁ DIYECHO GO PRABHU
KII NÁ DIIYECHO
MANER MÁJHE CHILO NÁ RÚP
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
MANER MÁJHE CHILO NÁ RÚP
JVELENI DIIP SUGANDHI DHÚP
CHILUM, BHAYÁL RÁTE TAMISHRÁTE
KOLE TÚLECHO
KII NÁ DIYECHO GO PRABHU
KII NÁ DIIYECHO
ÁJ BUJHECHI SABAI TOMÁR
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
ÁJ BUJHECHI SABAI TOMÁR
EKÁ TUMII SÁRATSÁR
MOR, EK TÁRÁTE NIIRAVA PRÁTE
GÁNE HESECHO
KII NÁ DIYECHO GO PRABHU
KII NÁ DIIYECHO
You generously offered everything to me.
What have You not given me,
O Lord?
Unnoticed, You took Your seat in my mental arena.
I felt shy talking to You.
I wonder what I had in the past and what I have now.
I was lying around in dust, neglected,
and You pulled me close.
I had no mental vision nor object.
I did not kindle any candle or incense.
I was caught in a dreadful and dark night.
You lifted me up onto Your lap.
Now I understand that everything is Yours.
You are the sole fundamental essence.
On my one-stringed instrument,
in the calm morning
You raised a smiling song.