EGIYE CALE TOMÁR RATHER CÁKÁ
ÁMI DEKHATE PEYECHI
ÁMI DEKHATE PERECHI
GUŔIYE CALE SAMSTA PÁPA D́HÁKÁ
ÁMI BUJHATE PEYECHI
ÁMI DEKHATE PEYECHI
ÁMI DEKHATE PEYECHI
MARMERI SAORABHE
CALACHO TUMI NIJER PATHE
PATH PÁSHE BASE BASE
ÁSÁR TITHI GUŃE CALECHI
ÁMI DEKHATE PEYECHI
ÁMI DEKHATE PEYECHI
JYOTSNÁ BHARÁ SVAPNA RÁTE
PHÚLER PARÁG NIYE SÁTHE
CALECHO SVARŃA RATHE
SABÁR SAUNGE NIYE JETE
TOMÁKE CINE PHELECHI
ÁMI DEKHATE PEYECHI
ÁMI DEKHATE PEYECHI
ÁCHI, TOMÁR ÁSÁR APEKŚÁTE
PATHER PÁSHE PRADIIP HÁTE
SE PRADIIP MLÁN HOYE
JÁY TOMÁR ÁLOR JHALAKANITE
TOMÁKE SÁR JENECHI
ÁMI DEKHATE PEYECHI
ÁMI DEKHATE PEYECHI
I have seen the wheels of Your cart
moving forward,
crushing all maskings of sins.
In the sun cart of my mind
You move ahead
in Your own peculiar way.
Sitting by that path,
I calculate Your arrival day.
On a moonlit dreamy night
immersed in floral fragrance,
You ride the golden cart
to take all with You.
It is there that I recognised You.
I am waiting for You
in expectation of Your arrival.
I await You by that path
with a lamp in hand.
In front of Your effulgence,
the light of that lamp fades.
It was then that I knew You as essence of all.