824 (03/09/1983) K


NAYAN BHARIYÁ DEKHIVÁRE CÁI
BHAY LÁJE NÁ TÁKÁI
CARAŃ DHARIYÁ THÁKIVÁRE CÁI
DVIDHÁY DHARITE NÁ PÁI
BHAY LÁJE NÁ TÁKÁI

KON SE ATIITE AMÁR NISHITHE
HÁTAT́I REKHE CHILE ÁMÁR HÁTE
BEŔIYE CHILÁM DURGAM PATHE
TAVA SÁTHE TÁHÁ BHÚLITE PÁRI NÁI
BHAYA LÁJE NÁ TÁKÁI

KATA JE DIN JHARE GECHE
KATA JE YUGA SARE GECHE
KATA JE TÁRÁ NABHONIILE
ASAMAYE KHASIYÁ GECHE
SE PURÁNO SMRITI TOMÁR SEI PRIITI
ÁJO AMLÁN RAYE GECHE
SEI HÁRÁNO SMRITI SEI AMAR GIITI
HIYÁ MÁJHE RÁKHIVÁRE CÁI
BHAYA LÁJE NÁ TÁKÁI







I want to see You
to the full gratification of my eyes.
Yet, due to fear and shyness,
I dare not look at You.

I want to remain seated,
holding Your feet.
Yet, in dilemma I cannot.

In which distant past,
in which dark night,
did You hold my hand
and made me cross the difficult path?
This event, I cannot forget.

How many days passed by?
How many eras have gone?
How many stars in the blue sky
faded away untimely?

That old memory,
that love of Yours,
remains alive until today.

That lost memory,
that immortal song,
I long to keep in my heart.