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TOMÁREI BHÁLOBESECHI
BÁRE BÁR BÁRE BÁR
KATA BHÁVE KATA RÚPE
KATA NÁME KATA BÁR
BÁRE BÁR BÁRE BÁR

PRABHÁT RAVIR RAUNGIIN CHAVITE
TOMÁRE PEYECHI PRÁŃER SHOŃITE
TOMÁRE DEKHECHI HIYÁR NIBHRITE
SARÁIÁ BÁDHÁ VYATHÁBHÁR
BÁRE BÁR BÁRE BÁR

JABE, MOHE MADIRÁY MATTA HOYECHI
NIKAT́E PEYEO CEYE NÁ DEKHECHI
TOMÁRE BHÚLIYÁ ASÁRE METECHI
MOH BHÁUNGIYÁCHO TUMI ÁMÁR
BÁRE BÁR BÁRE BÁR







I have loved only You,
again and again,
in innumerable ideas,
forms and names.

In the colourful beauty
of the morning sun
I find You
running in the blood of my life.

I see You
in the secluded depth of my heart,
removing pain and obstruction.

When intoxicated by the wine of attachments,
I do not look at You,
even after finding You nearby.
And by forgetting You
I engross myself in non essence.

You have broken my infatuation.

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I have loved You again and again,
many a time,
in so many ideas, forms and names.

I have seen You in the colourful picture of morning sun,
and I have found You in blood of my life.


I visualised You in the depth of my heart,
removing all my pains and obstacles.

When I was addicted to the attachment
of the worldly affairs,
I did not pay attention to You.
Instead attracting You closer,
I forgot You,
and became engrossed in the futile world.

You have removed the spell of illusion that lay on me.