EI, SUSMITA PRÁBHÁTE
ÁLO NIYE SÁTHE
TUMI ESECHILE MOR PÁNE
ÁNILE JIIVAN BHARÁLE BHUVANA
SARÁLE TAMASÁ GÁNE GÁNE
TUMI ESECHILE MOR PÁNE
ÁLO CHUT́E GELO ÁNDHÁRA CIIRE
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ÁLO CHUT́E GELO ÁNDHÁRA CIIRE
NAVA JIIVANER DIGANTA GHIRE
CIT SPANDANE NIIP NANDANE
KATHÁ KAE GELO KÁŃE KÁŃE
TUMI ESECHILE MOR PÁNE
MAMATÁ PRATIBHU TUMI PRIYATAMA
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MAMATÁ PRATIBHU TUMI PRIYATAMA
AYUTA DHÁRÁYA NÁSHO MASIITAMAH
ÚRMI MÁLÁY MAŃI MEKHALÁY
D́HEKE DILE MOR ABHIMÁNE
TUMI ESECHILE MOR PÁNE
EI, SUSMITA PRÁBHÁTE
ÁLO NIYE SÁTHE
TUMI ESECHILE MOR PÁNE
On this smiling morning,
bringing along light,
You came to me.
You filled the universe with life
and removed darkness through song after song.
Piercing the darkness,
light rushed out in all the directions of that new life.
Oscillating my consciousness with the vibrations of the blissful niipa flower,
You whispered stories into my ears.
You are the iconic embodiment of affection.
You are the dearest most.
Your innumerable flows destroy the deep darkness.
By series of waves,
and an ornamental griddle of gems,
You buried my ego. / You decorated my self-esteem.