ÁKÁSH VÁTÁS BHARE GIYE CHILO
MÚK ALAKÁR VEDANÁTE
TUMI, DÁNŔAIYÁ CHILE VEŃU HÁTE
PHÚLER SUVÁSE MADHURIMÁ PÁSHE
SHISHIR SIKTA PARIVESHE
CHILE RÁGE RAINJITA ADHARETE
TUMI, CHILE RÁGE RAINJITA ADHARETE
TUMI, DÁNŔAIYÁ CHILE VEŃU HÁTE
MAMATÁR VÁNII ELO BÁHIRIYÁ
SAPTA LOKETE GELO SPANDIYÁ
ÁLÁPE ÁVESHE GÁNE UTHALIÁ
MUKHARATÁ ELO MADHU VÁTE
CHILE, SUDHÁ MÁKHÁ DUI ÁNKHI PÁTE
TUMI, DÁNŔAIYÁ CHILE VEŃU HÁTE
ALAKÁR DHVANI CALILO CHÚT́IYÁ
TOMÁR CARAŃE PAŔILO LUT́IYÁ
BHÁŚÁ HÁRÁ SABE ÁSILO JÚT́IYÁ
VYAKTA HOITE DYOTANÁTE
CHILE KAT́HORETE D́HÁKÁ KOMALETE
TUMI, DÁNŔAIYÁ CHILE VEŃU HÁTE
The sky and air were filled
with the silent heaven's pain.
With a flute in hand
You stood.
In an atmosphere
of sweet floral fragrance and dewdrops,
You lingered on with red coloured lips.
Vibrating the seven spheres,
You spoke a message of affection.
A song whose tune overflowed with impulse,
reverberated in a sweet breeze.
Your eyes were coated with nectar.
A heavenly sound rushed out
and fell in surrender unto Your feet.
All those whose voice was lost
gathered together
to express themselves through suggestion.
You were in the softness
that is covered with hardness.