SE VÁŃII AMRTA BHARÁ
SE HÁSI MUKUTÁ JHARÁ
REKHE GIYE CHILO NÁM NÁ JÁNÁ SE PATHIK
CINITE NÁRINU TÁRE
NIIRAVE GELO SE SARE
MANER SUVÁS D́HALIÁ DILO SE KŚAŃIK
NIDÁGHE SHUŚKA RÁTE
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NIDÁGHE SHUŚKA RÁTE
BELÁ BAKULER SÁTHE
VARŚÁR JUHI KEYÁTE
BHIJE BHÁSÁ PARÁGETE
SE JE GHIRE THÁKE ÁMÁR SAKAL DIK
SHARATE SHEFÁLII RÁTE
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SHARATE SHEFÁLII RÁTE
HIMEL HAOÁTE HEMANTE
SHIITE SHEŚE PUNAH ELO VASANTE
KAHILO ÁMÁY BHULE CHILE KI GO KŚAŃIK
SE VÁŃII AMRTA BHARÁ
SE HÁSI MUKUTÁ JHARÁ
REKHE GIYE CHILO NÁM NÁ JÁNÁ SE PATHIK
That Unknown Traveler, whose name is not known, went leaving the nectarfilled message and
that pearl flowing smile. I did not recognise Him, and He silently moved away, pouring
mental fragrance for a moment. In the dry night of the summer, along with flowers of
bela’ and bakul, during rains, with moist flowing fragrance of juhi and ketakii, He
remained surrounding all over me. During autumn nights with night jasmine, and cool
prewinter breeze. At the end of the winter the spring came again and told, “did you
forget me for a moment”?