ÁLOY BHARÁ EI DHARÁTE
ÁNDHÁR KENO D́HEKE ÁNO
KHUSHIITE BHARÁ KUNŔIGULITE
HIMEL HAOÁ KENO HÁNO
ÁNDHÁR KENO D́HEKE ÁNO
GUCCHE GUCCHE PHUT́ECHE PHÚL
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GUCCHE GUCCHE PHUT́ECHE PHÚL
TARUR SHÁKHE DULCHE DODUL
KUHELIKÁR PRAHELIKÁY
TÁDER KENO NÁSHO PRÁŃAO
ÁNDHÁR KENO D́HEKE ÁNO
KÚJAN BHÁSE KULÁY HOTE
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KÚJAN BHÁSE KULÁY HOTE
MANDA MADHUR BHÁVER SHROTE
KÁLA BAESHÁKHIR SHASTRÁGHÁTE
MARAŃA PÁNE TÁI T́ÁNO
ÁNDHÁR KENO D́HEKE ÁNO
ÁLOY BHARÁ EI DHARÁTE
ÁNDHÁR KENO D́HEKE ÁNO
O Lord, on this earth full of light, why do You bring covering of darkness? Over the
bunches of buds why do You stike icy wind? The flowers bloom in bunches, and oscillate on
the swing of the branch of the tree. By the riddle of fog, why do You destroy their life?
Chirping of birds appears from the nest, through soft and sweet feelings. Why do You push
them todeath through annihilating storm.