HEMANTE MOR PHULER SÁJI BHARABE GO

BHARABE TOMÁR PRÁŃER CHONYÁTE 2
PHULERÁ SAB JÁCCHE SARE,
AVAHELÁY ANÁDARE
TÁRI MÁJHE JÁRÁ ÁCHE,
RANGIN POSHÁK PARABE GO

PARABE TOMÁR PRÁŃER CHONYÁTE
NÁM NÁ JÁNÁ GÁCHER PARE,
PÁKHIRÁ SAB CHOT́T́A NIIŔE
TOMÁR NÁMEI ÁPAN MANE KARABE GO

KARABE TOMÁR PRÁŃER CHONYÁTE
TOMÁR MANE ÁMI ÁCHI,
RAUNGETE RAUNGA MISHIECHI,
TOMÁR SURE SUR MILIE,
SUDHÁY JHARE PAŔBE GO
PAŔBE TOMÁR PRÁŃER CHONYÁTE

In autumn my basket of flowers
will be filled with the touch of Your life.

The flowers are all disappearing
in neglect and disregard.
Those which remain will wear coloured garments,
will wear the touch of Your life.

On unnamed trees the birds in their nests
repeat Your name in their minds
with the touch of Your life.

In Your mind, I exist,
merging my merriment in Your merriment,
blending my melody in Yours.

Now, sweet nectar will flow,
will flow in the touch of Your life.

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