3705 (28/08/1986) K

TUMI JABE ESE CHILE
TUMI JABE ESE CHILE
TUMI JABE ESE CHILE

ÁMI GHAN GHUME CHINU ACETAN
SHAYYÁ PÁRSHVE TUMI BASE CHILE
BUJHINI TOMÁR ÁGAMAN
ÁMI GHAN GHUME CHINU ACETAN
TUMI JABE ESE CHILE

TOMÁR VIIŃÁR TÁR KEḾPE CHILO BÁR BÁR
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TOMÁR VIIŃÁR TÁR KEḾPE CHILO BÁR BÁR
TOMÁR VIIŃÁR TÁR KEḾPE CHILO BÁR BÁR
TOMÁR VIIŃÁR TÁR KEḾPE CHILO BÁR BÁR
SUR SAPTAKE JEGE UT́HE CHILO JHAUNKÁR
NISHIITHÁNILE KHULE GIYECHE RUDDHA DVÁR
ÁMI TABU MELI NI NAYAN
ÁMI GHAN GHUME CHINU ACETAN
TUMI JABE ESE CHILE

JEGE DEKHI PAŔE ÁCHE TOMÁR PUŚPA HÁR
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JEGE DEKHI PAŔE ÁCHE TOMÁR PUŚPA HÁR
JEGE DEKHI PAŔE ÁCHE TOMÁR PUŚPA HÁR
JEGE DEKHI PAŔE ÁCHE TOMÁR PUŚPA HÁR
MÁNAS KETANE RAYECHE SURABHI TÁR
SE JENO D́EKE BOLE MORE HENO GHUMÁYO NÁ ÁR
DEKHO PUVE PRABHÁT KIRAŃ
ÁMI GHAN GHUME CHINU ACETAN
TUMI JABE ESE CHILE

When You came,
I was in a deep, unconscious sleep.
You sat beside my bed,
yet I did not understand You had arrived.

The strings of Your viina vibrated again and again.
The musical octave began to tinkle.
With the night breeze,
my closed doors opened up.
Yet, I did not open my eyes.

Awakening, I saw Your floral garland lying by my side.
In my mental banner, its fragrance still lingers on.
It is as though it tells me:
“Do not sleep any more.
Look at the eastern morning rays.”