LYRIC
Amár-o nao ki priya;
Tomáke bhálabási,
Priitir pasará nio.
Mane mor mákhá chile,
Mane lukiye gele;
Maner mánik ámár,
Rúpe atulaniiya.
Ságar-chencá mánik
Sumukhe dáníáo khánik;
Bhávnár sárátsár,
Karuńár kaná dio.
Aren’t You dear to me too?
I love You so much,
Accept the offerings of my love.
You brought moistness into my mind,
In it You hid Yourself away;
You are the jewel of my mind,
Matchless in beauty.
You are the jewel churned out of the ocean,
Pray stand before me for a while;
The quintessence of all ideations,
Give me a particle of Your grace.
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