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3715 (01/09/1986) K


BÁUNGLÁ ÁMÁR DESH,
BÁNGLÁ KE BHÁLOBÁSI

BÁNGLÁR DUHKHE KÁNDI,
BÁNGLÁR SUKHE HÁSI
BÁNGLÁ KE BHÁLOBÁSI

BÁNGLÁR BHÁI BONERÁ,
ÁÁ
BÁNGLÁR BHÁI BONERÁ,
MOR KHELÁRI SÁTHI
BÁNGLÁR HIYÁ ÁMRÁ,
D́HELE JÁY PRIITI NITI
BÁNGLÁ KE BHÁLOBÁSI

BÁNGLÁTERA PHÚL PHAL JALA
PRABHÁTERA SMITA SHATADALA
YUGÁNTARE NIRÁSHÁR,
KUÁSHÁY DIK NÁSHI
BÁNGLÁ KE BHÁLOBÁSI

BÁNGÁLIIR JATA ÁSHÁ
BÁNGÁLIIR PRIYA BHÁSHÁ
ÁÁ
VISHVAEKATÁVÁDE
PHIRE PÁK PRATYÁSHÁ
BÁNGÁLII CHELE MEYERÁ,
BÁNGÁLIIR BODHI PASARÁ
SÁRTHAKA HOK HE PRABHU,
MAHATER BHÁVE MISHI
BÁNGLÁ KE BHÁLOBÁSI


Benga’l is my country and I love it. I cry in its plight and smile in its joy. The
brothers and sisters of Benga’l are my playmates. Its heart fills in mine love. Its
fruits, flowers and water and the smiling lotus of the dawn, will dispel the accumulated
fog of gloom for eras. All its hopes and aspirations and the lovely language will find
fruition in Universalism. With the spread of intuition in its boys and girls, O Lord,
should be fruitful by merger in the cosmic idea.



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