JAGAT T́Á NAY MITHYE MÁYÁ
MITHYE RANGER KHELÁ
LIILÁMAYER LIILÁ E BHÁI
LIILÁR MOHAN MELÁ
SÚRYA ÁSE PRABHÁT HÁSE
SAKAL DIKAI RANGE BHÁSE
RANGER JHILIK PRÁŃE MESHE
RAINJANE UTALÁ
LIILÁMAYER LIILÁ E BHÁI
LIILÁR MOHAN MELÁ
DINE RÁTE TÁRI ÁSHE
CEYE THÁKI NIRNIMEŚE
EI CÁOÁ BHÁI PÚRŃA HOBE
TÁHÁR SÁTHE MISHE
NÁNÁ RAUNGER NÁNÁ PHULE
BHARBE RAUNGER D́ÁLÁ
LIILÁMAYER LIILÁ E BHÁI
LIILÁR MOHAN MELÁ
JAGAT T́Á NAY MITHYE MÁYÁ
MITHYE RANGER KHELÁ
LIILÁMAYER LIILÁ E BHÁI
LIILÁR MOHAN MELÁ
This world is not a mere illusion.
It is not a display of false colours.
It is the game of the playful Lord!
It is a charming fair of sport!
The sun rises and the dawn smiles.
All directions are dazzling with colours,
gleaming colours, intoxicating colours.
They merge with the flow of life,
in this game of the playful Lord,
in this charming fair of sport!
Day and night I await Him,
seeking Him with unblinking eyes.