JAYA BHERII BÁJE ÁCAMBITE
KÁR IINGITE BOLO
ÁKÁSHE PÁTÁLE TÁRI DHVANI
VÁTÁSETÁHÁRI TÚRYA SHUNI
PÁPII PÁTAKII
KOTHÁ LUKÁLO
KÁR IINGITE BOLO
JE KÁLIMÁ CHÁYÁ NEVE CHILO
JE KUHELII MÁYÁ D́HEKE CHILO
JE RÁKŚASII DANŚT́RÁ BÁŔIYE CHILO
KÁLÁGUNE TÁRÁ JVALE GELO
KÁR IINGITE BOLO
PÚRVA UDAY GIRI UDBHÁSITA
RTA RJUTÁY RIKKHÁYITA
RAḾGA MASHÁLE TÁRE KE RÁḾGÁLO
KÁR IINGITE BOLO
JAYA BHERII BÁJE ÁCAMBITE
KÁR IINGITE BOLO
The victory drum sounds, suddenly, at whose instance, tell me. Your voice is heard in the
sky and netherworld. I hear Your trumpet in the air. Where the sinners have hidden? Those
who brought shadow of darkness, those who covered with delusive fog, those who opened out
the devilish teeth, with annihilating fire, they burnt. Shining in the eastern sky
endowed with truth and straightness, with torch of colour, Who has coloured it?