KUSUM PARÁGE TUMI ELE
MRIDU SAMIIRAŃE VARAŃE VARAŃE
ANÁHÚTA ATITHI HOLE
KUSUM PARÁGE TUMI ELE
KE CÁY TOMÁRE KE NÁHI CEYECHE
KE CÁY TOMÁRE KE NÁHI CEYECHE
KE CÁY TOMÁRE KE NÁHI CEYECHE
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KE CÁY TOMÁRE KE NÁHI CEYECHE
KE BHÚLIÁ GECHE KE BÁ NÁ BUJHECHE
BHÁVIYÁ SE KATHÁ NÁHI PÁO VYATHÁ
MANER MÁDHURI D́HELE DILE
KUSUM PARÁGE TUMI ELE
ÁMIO CEYECHI NÁ JENE NÁ BUJHE
ÁMIO CEYECHI NÁ JENE NÁ BUJHE
ÁMIO CEYECHI NÁ JENE NÁ BUJHE
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ÁMIO CEYECHI NÁ JENE NÁ BUJHE
ESECHO SUMUKHE APARÚPA SÁJE
ÁMIO CEYECHI NÁ JENE NÁ BUJHE
KARUŃÁKETAN O HE CIDGHANA
UŔÁYE DIYECHO NABHO NIILE
KUSUM PARÁGE TUMI ELE
You came with the pollen of colourful flowers
in the soft breeze,
like an uninvited guest.
When thinking of those
who love You,
and of those who love You not,
of those who have forgotten You,
and of those who have not forgotten You,
You do not feel sorrowed
but instead pour out the sweetness of Your mind.
I too do love You
without properly knowing or understanding You.
You came in front of me
with incomparably beautiful adornments.
O intensified consciousness,
You flew the flag of mercy into the blue sky.