LYRIC

Priya ámár bandhu ámár,
Dúre kena tháko;
Tál-tamáliir jhulan kheláy
Megher kájal mákho.

Van-gahaner úrdhve ceye’
Tháki ámi Tomáy niye;
Bháver ghore sei ándháre
Ámáy kena dako.

Kata tařit áse o jáy,
Kśanaprabhá kśane miláy;
Tomár ámár bándhan hiyáy
Anantakál rákho.

O my beloved, O my friend,
Why do You remain afar?
Under the palm and tamála trees,
instead of frolicking with me on a jhulan,
Why do You bring the cloudy gloom of collyrium?

From the depths of the forest, looking up beyond,
I stay in Your company,
In my spell of illusion, in deep blinding darkness,
Why do you call me, dear Lord?

Many a spark comes and goes,
Lightning disappears in a trice,
Let this bond of hearts
Between You and me be everlasting.


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