3976 (19/01/1987) D

ESECHILE PRABHU ÁMÁRI GHARE
TITHI JÁNI NÁ

BHULE GECHOTABUSMRTI KAŃÁ
MORE CHEŔE JÁY NÁ
TITHI JÁNI NÁ

PARÁ MÁLÁ TAVA SHUKÁIÁ GECHE
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
PARÁ MÁLÁ TAVA SHUKÁIÁ GECHE
PHUL JHARE GECHE D́OR PAŔE ÁCHE
SÁJÁNO BÁGÁN KÁNT́ÁY BHARECHE
ALI PATH BHÚLE ÁSE NÁ
TITHI JÁNI NÁ

PHELE REKHE GELE JE CARAŃA REKHÁ
SE REKHÁ EKHANO MOR MANE ÁNKÁ
TÁRI SANE ÁNKÁ TAVA RATH CÁKÁ
SE CÁKÁ KAKHANO THÁME NÁ
TITHI JÁNI NÁ

ESECHILE PRABHU ÁMÁRI GHARE
TITHI JÁNI NÁ

O Lord, You visited my home the date I do know. You have forgotten but the bit of memory
does not leave me. Your garland worn by You then is dried up, the flowers withered away
only the thread is left lying. The decorated garden is full of thorns, the bees do not
come even by mistake. The foot mark that You had left, that even now is impressed on my
mind. Along with that is marked the impression of the wheels of Your cart, which never
stops.