TOMÁR ÁMÁR E PARICAYA
RUPA SÁYARER TIIRE
KUŔOCCHILUM JHINUK ÁMI
HÁSACHILE TUMI DÚRE
RUPA SÁYARER TIIRE
SEI ÁMÁDER PRATHAM DEKHÁ
ITIHÁSE NEIKO LEKHÁ
PAT́ETE NEI ÁNKÁ JONKÁ
ÁCHE SMRITI BHARE
RUPA SÁYARER TIIRE
BOLALE HESE KII PHAL HOLO
JHINUK GUNEI JANAM GELO
DIN SHEŚA HOLO SANDHYÁ ELO
SÁYAR MESHE ÁNDHÁRE
RUPA SÁYARER TIIRE
TOMÁR ÁMÁR E PARICAYA
RUPA SÁYARER TIIRE
O Lord, my acquaintance with You was on the shore of the ocean of beauty. I was picking up
shells, and You were smiling at a distance. That was my first introduction which is not
written in the history. It is not marked on the banner, and is filled in the memory. You
told, “ What is the result, counting the shells, the whole life passed. The day has
ended, evening has come. the sea is immersed in darkness”.