KON AJÁNÁLOKE JYOTSNÁLOKE
MÁYÁ NIYE ELE OGO PRIYA
ADHARER HÁSI VEŃUKÁR BÁNSHII
TANUKÁR DYUTI RAMAŃIIYA
MÁYÁ NIYE ELE OGO PRIYA
RÚPE GUŃE TUMI ALOK PURUŚA
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RÚPE GUŃE TUMI ALOK PURUŚA
MADHURIMÁ PRATIBHÁ NIŚKALUŚA
PAORUŚE TUMI VIGATA PARUŚA
MAN DRÁGHIMÁY ADAMANIIYA
MÁYÁ NIYE ELE OGO PRIYA
KOTHÁ TUMI NÁI BUJHITE PÁRINÁ
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KOTHÁ TUMI NÁI BUJHITE PÁRINÁ
BUJHI JE SADÁI TOMÁRI KARUŃÁ
OTAH PROTE MESHÁ ANIMÁ EŚAŃÁ
KANAK KALÁPE KAMANIIYA
MÁYÁ NIYE ELE OGO PRIYA
KON AJÁNÁLOKE JYOTSNÁLOKE
MÁYÁ NIYE ELE OGO PRIYA
O Dear, from which unknown arena, with the illumination of moonlight, bringing illusive
ma’ya’, You came? With smile on the lips, and bamboo flute, and charming glow of
tanuka’? You came. You are the Heavenly Purus’a in beauty and quality, icon of
sweetness and spotless. In vigor, virility, You have no harshness, insuppressible by
mental markings. Where You do not exist, I cannot understand, but I always understand Your
mercy. You are merged individually and collectively in the microcosmic will, charming as
the golden peacock.