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E PRABHÁT ÁMÁRI TARE,
E PRABHÁT ÁMÁRI TARE
GÁN SHONÁBO RAUNGA LÁGÁBO
PHÚL PHOT́ÁBO THARE THARE
E PRABHÁT ÁMÁRI TARE,
E PRABHÁT ÁMÁRI TARE
ÁMÁR MANER MAŃI KOT́HÁ Y,
Á Á
ÁMÁR MANER MAŃI KOT́HÁ Y ,
SAB KICHU JE HÁRIYE JÁY
EKE ANEKE MISHE JÁY,
EK VIIŃÁR TÁRE
E PRABHÁT ÁMÁRI TARE,
E PRABHÁT ÁMÁRI TARE
SHONO O HE AJÁNÁ PATHIK,
Á Á
SHONO O HE AJÁNÁ PATHIK,
ÁMÁR ÁNDHÁR GEHE MÁŃIK
CHANDE SURE MÁDHURI BHARE
NÁCI TOMÁY GHIRE
E PRABHÁT ÁMÁRI TARE,
E PRABHÁT ÁMÁRI TARE
This morning belongs to me.
I shall sing, paint
and make flowers bloom layer by layer.
Everything gets lost in the cascade of my mind.
On the tinkling string of a single viin’a’,
all merge into one.
O, unkown traveller!
Please listen to me.
You are the gem in my dark abode.
Pouring sweetness in rhythms and melodies,
I keep dancing around You.
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