BHÁLOR CEYEO BHÁLO TUMI PRIYA
TUMI SABÁKÁR PRIYATAMA
KURISH KÁLOY JYOTI REKHÁ TUMI
RÚPA RÚPÁYAŃE MANORAMA
TUMI SABÁKÁR PRIYATAMA
ÁGUNER TÁPA JALADERO VÁRI
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ÁGUNER TÁPA JALADERO VÁRI
TOMÁKE KAKHANO BHULITE KII PÁRI
SHAYANE SVAPANE TOMÁRE SMARI
NIRÁSHÁ SÁYARE ÁSHÁ MAMA
TUMI SABÁKÁR PRIYATAMA
KICHU NÁI MOR TUMI ÁCHO SHUDHU
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KICHU NÁI MOR TUMI ÁCHO SHUDHU
TAMASÁR ÁKÁSHE TUMI EKAI VIDHU
RIKTA HRIDAYE SARORUHA MADHU
D́HELECHO MÁDHURI ANUPAMA
TUMI SABÁKÁR PRIYATAMA
BHÁLOR CEYEO BHÁLO TUMI PRIYA
TUMI SABÁKÁR PRIYATAMA
O Dear, You are most beloved. You are Dearest of all. Amid the darkness of the dried dung
You are the ray of light, charming, as embodiment of beauty. During heat of fire and water
of clouds, can I any time forget You? During sleep, and dream I remember You, You are my
hope in the ocean of disappointment. Nothing belongs to me, only You. In the dark sky, You
are the singular moon. You are the sweet lotus in the empty heart. You pour incomparable
sweetness.