TUMI ESE CHILE BHÁLOBESE CHILE
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TUMI ESE CHILE BHÁLOBESE CHILE
TÁR PAR CALE GELE KENO BOLO
ÁSIÁ CALIÁ JÁOÁ KEVAL DUHKHA DEOÁ
ER CEYE NÁHI ÁSÁ CHILO BHÁLO
TÁR PAR CALE GELE KENO BOLO
JE MÁLÁ PARE CHILE SURABHI CHAŔÁYE CHILE
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JE MÁLÁ PARE CHILE SURABHI CHAŔÁYE CHILE
PHÚL GULI JHARE GECHE D́OR SHUDHU PAŔE ÁCHE
SE SMRITI ÁJO MANE JHALA MALO
TÁR PAR CALE GELE KENO BOLO
JE ÁSANE BASE CHILE MÁDHURI MÁKHÁYE CHILE
SE ÁJO HIYÁR KOŃE DIIRGHA SVÁS JE ÁNE
SUKHE DUHKHE ÁJO SE JE UCCHALA
TÁR PAR CALE GELE KENO BOLO
You came and loved,
but You went away right after, why?
Tell me.
Your departing,
soon after Your arrival,
gives only pain.
Not to come at all
would have been the better thing to do.
The garland that You put on,
spread its fragrance.
Yet, now only the thread
of the flowers that withered,
remains.
Its memory still shines on.
The seat on which You were seated,
absorbed in sweetness,
still brings sighs in the recess of my heart.
Its memory remains vibrant even today,
in pain and in pleasure.