TOMÁR KATHÁ OGO PRABHU
BOLE KABHU SHEŚA NÁHI HOY
JATAI BOLI TATAI DEKHI JÁ
BOLÁ HOY TATA BÁKI RAY
BOLE KABHU SHEŚ NÁHI HOY
TOMÁR KATHÁ OGO PRABHU
BOLE KABHU SHEŚA NÁHI HOY
DÚR ÁKÁSHER NIIHÁRIKÁ
RANDHRE RANDHRE TÁRO LEKHÁ
TOMÁR JATA AMAR VÁŃII
PAŔATE JÁHÁ NÁHI JÁNI
KARA JOŔE CEYE THÁKI
ASHRU DHÁRÁ NIIRAVE BAY
BOLE KABHU SHEŚA NÁHI HOY
TOMÁR KATHÁ OGO PRABHU
BOLE KABHU SHEŚA NÁHI HOY
PÁTÁL PURIR ANDHAKÚPE MADHU
MÁKHÁ GANDHA DHÚPE
VIIŃÁR TÁRER JHAINKÁRETE
MAN MÁTÁNO JYOTSNÁ RÁTE
ANEK KATHÁ ANEK VYATHÁ
ANANTA KÁL MAON JE RAY
BOLE KABHU SHEŚA NÁHI HOY
TOMÁR KATHÁ OGO PRABHU
BOLE KABHU SHEŚA NÁHI HOY
O Lord,
when I try to describe You,
words never ends.
However much is told,
even more is yet to be told.
Your mark is found in the galaxies of distant skies
and also in each minute pore.
Your messages
I fail to understand,
so with folded palms
I keep weeping silently.
In the deep dungeons of hell;
coiled in sweet plumes of incense,
in resonating viina strings,
amidst intoxicating moonlit nights –
innumerable feelings and agonies
remain unspoken for eternity.