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Tomáre bhálobásiyá Tomári patha cáhiyá Ket́e geche kata je jug Jáni ná se kata jiivan Kumud bhálobáse cáṋde Tári lági háse káṋde Cáṋd ki táhá náhi jáne Bojhe ná ki táhári man Rase ráge bhará dhará Tumi biná rúpahárá Phańiisama mańiihárá Káṋdiyá jái vyathámagan Áshá niye beṋce áchi Ásháte hrdi beṋdhechi Mor e áshá balo more Haibe ná ki sampúrań Loving You, Gazing at Your path, How many ages have now passed? I know but that it's been lifetimes. In love with the moon is the lily; For the moon she laughs and cries. The moon, does it not realize, Does it not understand the lily's mind? The earth, full of love and affection, Without You, its charm is all absent. Like a cobra who has lost her gem, I keep crying, plunged in distress. Maintaining hope, I have survived; With hope my heart I've pacified. Tell me please, this hope of mine... Will it never be fulfilled?

Darpa cúrńa kariyá tháko Tái tumi darpahárii Sakaler jinátá tava náhi jinátá Bahirantaracárii Sarvavipadabhaiṋjana tumi Manoraiṋjana he prabhu Citanandana jagavandana Cheŕe dúre jáo ná kabhu Tomári álote dhará álokita Nikhilacittavihárii Here jáoyá mane bal diye jáo Phele ásá vyathá bhuláiyá dáo Nava utsáhe naviina praváhe Egiye calár dishárii (tumi) Pride You go on pulverizing; So You are the vanquisher of conceit. Everyone is known to You, oh Unknown Self, Grazing in both external and inner realm. You are the dispeller of all danger, Every mind's pleasure, oh Master. Delight of heart, adored by world, You never abandon, never go far. By only Your light, Earth is illumined, Intimate Lord, the cosmic mind-walker. To a despondent mind You keep giving strength; The ancient torments, forgetting You let. With fresh zeal and new stream of movement, You are the trailblazer, pioneer of progress.

(Sei) Bádal ráte sei áṋdhár pathe Esechile priya esechile (tumi) Madhur viińár táre sure sure Kon sudúre ámáy t́enechile (Sei) Nishchidra tamasáy bhay taráse Vidyuter álo je dishá dilo (Sei) Vinidra varaśáy bhagna áshe Here jáoyá hiyá bháśá pelo Vajranirghośe ár kambukant́he Acetane cetaná je dile Ámár áṋdhár ráte sab klesher sáthii Ná balá balá sab vyathár vyathii Tumi eta káche thekeo dúre kena Tomáy bujhite pári ná buddhi diye Je buddhi ámáy tumi diyechile On that gloomy path that rainy night, You arrived, my Darling, You arrived. With air after air on sweet lyre strings, To what distant place did You entice me? In that pitch darkness, fearful and afraid, It was lightning rays that showed me the way. Sleepless in that rain, with all hopes crushed, My despairing heart obtained expression. With a thunderclap and a voice boisterous, To the unconscious, You gave consciousness. Companion of all trouble on my dark night, Condoler upon every silent sacrifice, Why do You stay so close from far away? You I cannot fathom with bestowed ability, The intellect that You had given me.

Patha bhule jabe esei paŕecho Tháko mor ghare divá ráti (tumi) Bádhár nigaŕ nije saráyecho Ná mániyá kálákál tithi Rum jhumájhum rum jhumájhum Báhire brśt́i paŕiteche Maner májháre niirava nijhum Nirváta báti jvaliteche Eso áro káche baso manamájhe Jágáo práńer pratiiti (tumi) Shata amarár shata sudháráshi Práńe bhási asiime udbhási Sakal hiyár tamisrá náshi Ajhore jhariche mane máti (tárá) When forgot was the way, just then You came; In my home You now stay, both night and day. In person, You've removed my chains; For opportune date You don't wait. Pitter patter, pitter patter... Outdoors the rain's been falling, In my heart there is a silent stillness; Unflickering, the candle that is lit. Come closer still, be seated in my mind; You rouse in me an understanding of life. Countless wonderlands and clusters of moonlight, Manifesting the infinite and teeming with life, Laying waste to dark nights of every heart, They cascade upon minds that are charmed.

Hásite phul phot́ále ali jot́ále Ráuṋiye dile man Khushiite upce paŕe jaleri toŕe Udadhi halo unman Kalirá ghomt́á t́ene chilo áŕále Lajjáte bihabal Tomári álokapáte utsáhete Tárá halo caiṋcal Esecho nijei jadi niravadhi Jválo jyoti ańukśań Bhomará kii jena bale Gelo cale hat́hát ájike Práńete d́eu jágilo náciye dilo Sureri áloke Bhálobesecho jáni tái to máni Tomáre será sujan With a smile, You made flowers bloom, bees converge; You brightened my mind. By rivers in spate, abrim with delight, The ocean was stirred. Flower buds had hidden, drawn behind a veil, Overwhelmed with shame. Encouraged by just Your light rays, Restless they became. Timeless One, if purposely You came, Then kindle light always. The bumblebees are saying something; Suddenly now they did leave. In my heart waves rose and set it dancing With light from Your melody. I know You've loved me, so I deem You worthy to highest degree.

Ke tumi ele go áji Sonálii saroje sáji Shánta shiitala srote Áṋkhi bhará bharasáy Snigdha sarala hási Hrdákáshe mor bhási More t́ene niye jena Kothá cale jete cáy Kabhu dúre tháka ná Kabhu ghrńá kara ná Mor trut́i sab jene Kole tola mamatáy Srśt́ir ádi práte Chilám tomár sáthe Sáthe áchi theke jábo Tomári priiti cháyáy Who are You who came today, Appearing on a golden lotus, With a soothing stream serene, Your eyes full of assurance? A pleasing, unfeigned smile Glides upon my psychic sky, As if it is enticing me, Wanting me to go somewhere. You never stay far away, And You never hate; Perceiving all my shortcomings, Onto Your lap You lift me tenderly. On Creation's first morning, With You I was there; Still with You now, I'll remain Under just Your loving shade.

Háriye gechi ájke ámi Tumi patha khuṋje dáo Ápana básá bhule gechi Bhálabásáy bhare náo Phul phut́eche kuiṋjavane Kena táhá kei bá jáne Ámára mane sauṋgopane Diipaka ráge gán shońáo Esechinu pathera bhule Bhálo lágáy vanera phule Sauṋgiivihiin ei akúle Patheri nisháná dekháo Lost have I been today; You let me find the way. I've forgotten my own home; With love, You bear that load. Flowers have bloomed in a grove; Why that's so, who really knows? In my mind, in secrecy, A song in Deepak Raag, You sing. I had come and lost the route, Attracted to woodland blooms. Alone upon this shoreless sea, The goal of my path You reveal.

Dhyánera dhúpe práńera pradiipe Jváliye rekhechi diipávalii Tumi ná ásile jáy je viphale Sadya sájáno ei godhúli Rauṋe rúpe tava dharáre bharecho Maner májhe moha bhariyá diyecho Sakal moheri sheś katháte Diye gecho tava carańadhúli Náce gáne sab hiyáre bharecho Maner májhe priiti bhariyá diyecho Sakal priitiri sheś katháte Sampriitite káche áso je cali With incense of meditation and the lamp of life, I've set ablaze a festive row of lights. If You don't arrive, it goes in vain, This twilight that I have just made. With hue and form You've filled Your earth, Amid the mind You've infused deep attachments. When all of my confused tale was complete, You've bestowed the dust from Your holy feet. You've imbued each heart with Your dance and song, And in the mind You've suffused a deep elation. When the tale of all my pleasure is complete, Bringing love, You Who departed come near.

Mandrita manamohana mama Múrta mamatá tumi Karuńá karo ártake Sharańe ágata ámi Máyátiita haye máyádhiish tumi Sarvavipadabhaiṋjana Kaluśahárii manavihárii Marmamánasaraiṋjana Dhyáneri dhyeya práńeri preya Shravańer shreya udgiita Tava kharpare deváridarpa Haye tháke prabhu cúrńiita Kalyáń lági saḿjata karo Saḿhata karo manobhúmi Jhauṋkrta karo nandita karo Spandita karo trut́i kśamii My heart's object of deep adoration, You are love made manifest. Take pity on one who's distressed; For asylum I am come. Transcendent, You're the Lord of Maya, Dispelling every danger. Sin-killer and mind-teaser, You tinge the mind most inner. Meditation's real goal and life's only heartthrob, You are hearing's blessing sung aloud. In Your beggar's bowl, the fiend of being proud, Master, he keeps getting pounded down. For my well-being You regulate; You integrate my mental sphere. Make me hum, make me happy; Thrill me, Forgiver of Shortcomings.

Abodha kánu kon kuhake Bhule giye mathurá geli Gokul vrndávane jata Khelár sáthii rekhe eli Gopiirá ná manthe dadhi Káṋde tárá niravadhi Bale tárá cai ná nanii Naniicor je cale geli Bhule giye mathurá geli Kánu geli moder pheli Moder kathá bhule geli Jamuná ná bay ujáne Keu ná bájáy veńu se táne Got́her dhenu úrdhva páne Tákáy mukher trńa pheli Bhule giye mathurá geli Kánu geli rájá hali Moder kathá bhule geli Foolish Kanu, by some sorcery; Forgetting us, to Mathura You went. At Gokul in Vrindavan, Your every Playmate was thus left unchecked. The milkmaids, they stopped churning curd; They merely weep without an end. They say: "We don't want butter Now the butter-thief, You left. Forgetting us, to Mathura You went. Kanu, You have gone away, deserting us; You ignored our condition. "The Jamuna no longer flows upstream; No one plays flute to that melody. The cows at pasture, toward the heaven Their faces gaze, grass dismissed. Forgetting us, to Mathura You went. Kanu, to become a king, You departed; You ignored our condition."

Jeo ná shońo kathá bojho vyathá Abujha hayo ná Phul phut́eche manamájhe tomári sáje Táre dalo ná Je chilo dine ráte sáthe sáthe Bhule ki gecho Nayane nayana rekhe manke dekhe Bhálobesecho Je chilo chande giite karmasrote Sáthe sáthe Táre bhulo ná Tumi je dineri álo áṋdháre kálo Ekathá bhulini Besechi tomáre bhálo sudhá d́hálo Divasa jáminii Bhuliyá jáo go jadi niravadhi Carańe t́helo ná Leave me not, hear my story, feel my pain; Don't be indifferent. Flowers bloom in my mind only for Your array, Please do not trample them. There is one who's always been with You night and day, Have You forgotten it? Keeping his eyes on You, seeing You in his mind, Once You had love for him. One who marched to the beat of Your songs and Your deeds, With You consistently, Oh, please don't neglect him. You are the light of day, also the dark of night; This fact I did not mistake. I have always loved You; You decant wine for me Day and night. Even if You go on spurning me endlessly, Please don't kick me away.

Cetanáshaláká sáthe madhumáliká háte Esechile kata ráte Bhule gechi ámi bhule gechi Tamasáy gherá cokhe aiṋjana dile eṋke Doś guń náhi dekhe ele jáci Tomár áloke dhará madhur hayechilo Tomár parashe práń mukharatá peyechilo Tomár haraśe sárá jagat jegechilo Sab hiyá ek sáthe ut́hila náci Tandrákátar áṋkhi shalákár sudhá mákhi Sabáre sádare d́áki tava dhará debe raci With a stick of consciousness and a wreath of kindness, How many were the nights that You had come? Forgotten, oh, I have forgotten. Tracing salve 'round blackened eyes, Seeing neither virtue nor vice, when prayed You arrived. With Your light, the earth has become sweet; With Your touch, all life has gotten speech. In Your mirth, the whole world was awakened; All hearts rose up dancing, each with one another. Sad and sleepy eyes are dabbed with the nectar of Your stick; Everyone's warmly invited – Your world will be built.

Amrtasár divya ádhár Bhará tumi bhuvanamay Sabár priiti milangiiti Sab jiivanei chandamay Marur májhe jharńári jal Tarur cháyá sushiital Jhaiṋjhá jhaŕe sparsha komal Bhagna práńe tumii bal (Tumi) Háriye jáoyá dakhiń háoyáy Kuŕiye páoyá madhuprańay Cáṋder kirań tárár hási Suvás snigdha kusumaráshi Tandráhata marme pashii Prerańá dáo duhsamay Essence of ambrosia, source of divinity, Throughout the world You're overflowing. You're everyone's warm wedding song, The cadence in every existence. Amid the desert, You are water streaming, The cooling shadow of a tree. The gentle touch amid storm and tempest, In shattered lives only You give strength. When the temperate southern wind gets lost, You are the vanished-but-regained sweetheart. Starshine and moon rays, Pleasing scent of a bouquet, Hunter within drowsy feelings, You goad onward in adversity.

Rauṋiin phánus uŕiye diye Ke elo go ke elo Maner mánuś káche t́ene Ke nilo go ke nilo Sudiirgha kál pratiikśáte Ceyechinu jarai pathe Se ei práte málá háte Barańd́álá sájálo Manane je deyni dhará Se áj halo svayamvará Aruń áloy tamohárá Kanak kirań jválálo Setting aloft multicolored balloons, Who appeared, oh, Who appeared? Drawn near is the One I choose, Who could bring Him here? Anticipated age after age, I had been awaiting Him. At daybreak He received my garland, Was feted from my wicker tray.[nb 2] The One Whom I could not realize, He came today by His own right. The gloom removed with crimson light, Golden rays He did ignite.

Gán shońáy áji ke e bháuṋgá mane Gán shońáy gán shońáy Ajáná ráginii dhvaniyá ut́heche Ákásh vátás bhariyá giyáche Hiyára gahane choṋyá je diyeche Áloŕita kare ke ná máná mene Rúpera áloke dhará álokita Sureri sudhásáre hatáshá apaniita Mamatá mádhuriite kariyá plávita Dyuloka dolálo ke acená táne Today, in this shattered mind, Who is singing? He sings, yes, He sings. An unknown tune has arisen, sonorous— It has filled the sky and wind. And it has touched the core of heart, Giving stir that heeds no proscription. In lovely radiance, Earth became splendorous; Melodic moonbeams have abolished all despair. Creating a flood of tender sweetness, Who rocked Heaven with an unfamiliar strain?