SAMVIT ESECHE ÁRO KÁCHE
TARUŃA ARUŃ HESE SVÁGATA JÁNÁY
KUÁSHÁ KET́ECHE PHUL PHUT́ECHE
ÁRO KONO BÁDHÁ NEI
HÁSI KHUSHI UPACÁY
HÁSI KHUSHI UPACÁY
YUGÁNTARER GLÁNI SARIÁ GECHE
NIRBÁDHA ÁNANDE MADHUP METECHE
BHALO LÁGÁ BHÁLOBÁSÁ EKE MISHECHE
ÁR PALA GONÁ NAY
SE PATHIK D́EKE JÁY
HÁSI KHUSHI UPACÁY
BELÁ JUTHI BAKUL SUVÁSE BHESECHE
MÁNUŚER MANJUŚÁ BHARE UT́HECHE
KÁLA MRIGTRIŚŃIKÁ HÁRIE GECHE
VÁTÁYAN KHULE SHONO
MÁNAVATÁ GÁN GÁY
HÁSI KHUSHI UPACÁY
The consciousness came closer. The rising sun smiles showing welcome. The fog passed
flowers bloomed, there is no other obstruction, the joy and pleasure are produced. The
agonies of eras are removed, with unhindered joy, the bees are frenzied. The likings and
love merge in one, there is no more counting of moments, the traveler calls so. The
fragrance of bela’, juhii and bakul floats. The caskets of human beings have been
filled. The annihilating mirage is defeated. Opening the balcony, listen, the humanity is
singing songs.