3777 (27/09/1986) D


JEO NÁ JEO NÁ PRIYA MOR
ELE YADI ÁMÁR GHARE
TOMÁR TARE NISHI BHARE
ÁLPANÁ DIYECHI DVÁRE
ELE YADI ÁMÁR GHARE

JEO NÁ JEO NÁ PRIYA MOR
TULIÁCHI SAHÁSA PÁRUL
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
TULIÁCHI SAHÁSA PÁRUL
MÁLÁTE DIYECHI BAKÚL
GHAT́E REKHE ÁMRA MUKUL
BASE CHILUM PATHER DHÁRE
ELE YADI ÁMÁR GHARE

JEO NÁ JEO NÁ PRIYA MOR
CIT UDADHI ÚRMI MÁLÁY
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
CIT UDADHI ÚRMI MÁLÁY
TOMÁY BHEVE NECE BEŔÁY
MANER MAYUR ÁKÁSHE TÁKÁY
KRŚŃA MEGHE DEKHÁR TARE
ELE YADI ÁMÁR GHARE
JEO NÁ JEO NÁ PRIYA MOR







O beloved,
do not leave!
Do not leave!
Should You indeed come to my home.

For You, the whole of night,
I have been decorating the door with decorations of welcome.

I picked up parul flowers with smiles and with my own hands,
and included bakul flowers in my garland.
Keeping the welcoming decorations of mango leaves and buds by the pitcher,
I am sitting at the edge of the path.

Series of waves in the ocean of my mind dance,
thinking of You.
My mental peacock looks at the sky,
to see the dark clouds.