HAMARA AUNGABHÚMI
MÁTRBHÚMI DHARATII MAN ATUL
TRAT́HÁN CÁNDARA CÁNDANII MANARA
ROSHANII GANDHA SAN BHARALO PHUL
HAMARA AUNGABHÚMI
MÁTRBHÚMI DHARATII MAN ATUL
ÁBA A HAMARA DURA A BANDHU
TOYN CHA APÁR KARUŃÁ SINDHU
HAMMA CHIYE TORA A VINDU
AŃUR SAMATUL
HAMARA AUNGABHÚMI
MÁTRBHÚMI DHARATII MEYA CHE
SHUNA A MOR AUNGA KII KAHEYACHE
DUHKHARA A ANTA CÁHEYACHE
TORE SAHÁYATÁ MAN JÁCEYACHE
KÁNEYACHE KAHNAH? BULBUL
HAMARA AUNGABHÚMI
MÁTRBHÚMI DHARATII MAN ATUL
My motherland, land of Aunga, is incomparable in the earth. Here is light of moon, glow in
the mind, and flowers are full of fragrance. Come, O my distant Friend, You are unlimited
ocean of mercy. I am a droplet of Yours, like an atom. Listen what my land of Aunga says
it wants the end of misery. She begs for Your help and cries like a small nightingale.