Púrvákáshe raun ela,
Taruń aruń dák diye bale
Baddha duyár khola.
Ảndháre já chila ajáná acená,
Alor jhilike ha’la jána-cená;
Dúrer vihag mele’ dila dáná
Kácher bandhu hala.
Ghare ghare áj avárita dvár,
Gavákśe váyu rodhe náko ár;
Mánav maniiśá priitir ádhár
Colours arrive on the eastern horizon,
The morning sun sends out the call,
“Let all closed doors be opened.”
What was unknown and unseen in darkness
Became known and seen in sparkles of effulgence;
The distant bird spread its wings
And became a friend in my proximity.
Today the doors are open in every home,
Windows no more shut off the free flow of air,
Human wisdom, the receptacle of love,
Received the nectar exuded from the Divine.