SEI, SVAPNERA DESHE SE NIIL SÁYARE
ÁBÁR PHÚT́ECHE SVARŃA KAMAL
SVAPNERA DESHE
MADHUR HÁSITE MÁYÁMAYA CITE
SPANDITA HOLO NIILAODADHI JAL
ÁBÁR PHÚT́ECHE SVARŃA KAMAL
SVAPNERA DESHE
RÁKÁR ÁLOTE TARI SUVÁSETE
HAOÁ BHESE CALE KON AJÁNÁTE
MANER RANDHRE SEI SURABHITE
HÁRÁNO HIYÁR SANDHÁN DITE
PARII UŔE JÁY CAKRA DHÁRÁY
LIILÁ LÁLASÁY NITE SHATADAL
ÁBÁR PHÚT́ECHE SVARŃA KAMAL
SVAPNERA DESHE
KUMÁR PAKŚIRÁJE BASE CHILO
PARII PHÚL NITE? UŔE CALE ELO
PARII UŔE CALE KUMÁRO JE CALE
UŔE UŔE PARI HOLO JE VIKAL
ÁBÁR PHÚT́ECHE SVARŃA KAMAL
SVAPNERA DESHE
DHARÁ PAŔE PARI BHAYE KÁMPITECHE
THARA THARA PÁKHÁ KŚAMÁ CÁHITECHE
E PÁPER KONO KŚAMÁ NÁHI ÁCHE
KUMÁR KAHICHE DRIŔHA AVICALA
ÁBÁR PHÚT́ECHE SVARŃA KAMAL
SVAPNERA DESHE
DEVATÁR PÚJÁ CURITE HOVE NÁ
SAT KARMETE SAT PATHE CALA
ÁBÁR PHÚT́ECHE SVARŃA KAMAL
SVAPNERA DESHE
In the dreamland of the blue sea,
the golden lotus has bloomed again.
The waters of the Blue Sea vibrate with joy.
Under the spell of heartfelt joy,
it smiles its sweetest smile.
In the moonlight full of the fragrance of the lotus,
the breeze floats along to an unknown destination
to search out and convey the news to hearts lost in that aroma.
The fairy, in her mysterious, sportive way,
approaches in spiralling movements
to pluck the lotus.
The Young prince sits on the magic horse.
The fairy finally descends on the lotus.
and clutching the flower,
she flies away.
The prince chases the fairy.
The fairy, almost overpowered,
now trembles in fear
and frantically flaps her wings
to apologise repeatedly for her mistake.
The prince states firmly
that such an act is unacceptable.
The prince points out
that God cannot be worshiped with a stolen flower.
Do honest deeds,
follow the honest path, he commends.
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In the pleasing waters
of the blue sea of dreams
a golden lotus blooms.
The ocean currents joyously vibrate
and the lotus,
in a trance of delight
smiles its sweetest smile.
In the full moon light
her fragrance floats
wistfully
far and wide
to conveys the news of her blossoming
to aroma intoxicated hearts.
The fairy
in her mysterious play
descends to pluck the bloom.
The Young prince
upon his magic steed
vigilant
in hiding awaits.
When the fairy escapes
with the golden flower
clutched tightly to her breast
he gives victorious chase.
She shivers her wings
and trembles in fear
and begs forgiveness for her deed.
The prince admonishes
and makes it clear
that with a stolen bloom
one cannot worship God.
Do noble deeds
and follow an honest path
he commends.