TUMI KII RAUNGA DHÁLIYÁ DIYÁCHO
BHUVANER PRÁŃE PRÁŃE
SAḾSÁRE RÁḾGÁ KARE DIYECHO PRIYA?
RAḾGIINER AVAGÁHANE
BHUVANER PRÁŃE PRÁŃE
RAUNGA DHARIYECHO MUKULE PHULE PHALE
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RAUNGA DHARIYECHO MUKULE PHULE PHALE
RAUNGA NÁCE TRIDASHA DODUL DOLE
RAUNGA BHESE JÁY MAHÁKÁSHE PÁTÁLE
VASUDHÁR AŃUR MANE
BHUVANER PRÁŃE PRÁŃE
RAUNGE SÁJE MAHIIRUHA PATAUNGA KIIT́A
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RAUNGE SÁJE MAHIIRUHA PATAUNGA KIIT́A
RAUNGE NÁCE SHISHIR NIDÁGHA PRÁVRT́A
RAUNGER AMBU DHÁRE BHACAKRA KRID́
RAMADHANU ATANU GÁNE
BHUVANER PRÁŃE PRÁŃE
TUMI KII RAUNGA DHÁLIYÁ DIYÁCHO
BHUVANER PRÁŃE PRÁŃE
O Lord, what sort of hue have You poured into the life of the world? You have coloured the
world, O Dear with the cover of colourfulness. You have made the colour oozing from buds
flowers and fruits. Even heaven oscillates dancing with colours. The colour goes on
floating in the space and the netherworld as well as meager microcosms in the world. The
colours decorate the trees, insects and flies, the winter, summer and the rainy seasons
dance by colours. With the flow of colours the zodiac play and the rainbow sings
gigantically.