DIN EGIE JÁY, TUMI
PICHIE KENO THÁKO
ÁKÁSH VÁTÁS BHARÁ SUDHÁY
SE SUDHÁ KENO NÁ MÁKHO
PICHIE KENO THÁKO
SONÁR DHÁNE PARE ÁLO
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SONÁR DHÁNE PARE ÁLO
UPCE PAŔE JHALAMALA
TÁR PÁNE NÁ TÁKIE KENO
ÁNDHÁRE MUKH D́HÁKO
PICHIE KENO THÁKO
MADHUR KHONJE MADHUMÁSE
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MADHUR KHONJE MADHUMÁSE
BHOMORÁ JAKHAN EGIE ÁSE
TÁHÁR BHÁŚÁY TÁHÁR ÁSHE
NÁ BUJHE KÁRE D́ÁKO
DIN EGIE JÁY, TUMI
PICHIE KENO THÁKO
The day is moving forward, why are You staying behind? The sky and the air are full of
nectar, why do not you smear that nectar? Over the golden paddy, light falls and glow
overflows. Why do not You look towards that hiding your face in darkness? Searching honey
in the spring, when the bees come forward, not knowing their language and hopes, whom do
you call?