Vijayarathe ásbe Tumi
Kanakaketan race’ rekhechi.
Sab kuyáshár anta halo,
Niráshá ándhár kotha hárála;
Pratyáshá púrňatá pela,
Rájár rájáy cine’ niyechi.
Bádhá bandhan jata chila,
Tomár náme sare’ gela;
Asmitá áloy hárála,
Rúper háte tháni peyechi.
Riding the victory chariot, You will arrive,
I have already built Your golden abode.
All mist disappeared,
The gloom of despair was lost somewhere unknown,
Expectations attained fulfilment,
I recognized the King of all kings.
All blocks and bonds that were there
In Your name were removed;
My ego was lost to obscurity,
I received shelter in the fair of transcendental forms.