DHARÁ YADI NÁHI DILE
KENO ÁMÁY D́ÁKALE
OGO NIT́HUR BANDHU ÁMÁR
KENO DHARÁY ÁNALE
KENO ÁMÁY D́ÁKALE
DHARATE TOMÁY MAN JE CHÚT́E JÁY
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DHARATE TOMÁY MAN JE CHÚT́E JÁY
MÁNATE NÁ CÁY KONO BÁDHÁY
SAKAL BHÁVE EKAI ANUBHAVE
ÁNANDERAI SHROTOCCHALE
KENO ÁMÁY D́ÁKALE
NÁ PEYE JATA BÁRAI PHIRI
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NÁ PEYE JATA BÁRAI PHIRI
DÚR JE HOI TATA BÁRAI
NIIHÁRIKÁY TÁRÁR MÁLÁY
ÁNANDERI SMITA ASHRU JALE
KENO ÁMÁY D́ÁKALE
DHARÁ YADI NÁHI DILE
KENO ÁMÁY D́ÁKALE
O Lord, if You cannot come into my fold, why did You call me? O my merciless friend, why
did You bring me on the earth? My mind rushes to hold You, without willing to heed to any
obstruction. In all feeling, there is only one experience of overwhelming stream of bliss.
All the times that I returned without getting You, I have been going further those times
into nebula, series of stars with tearful eyes smiling with bliss.