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HEMANTERI DHÁNER GANDHE,
NAVÁNNA DIN MANE PAŔE
NAVÁNNERI NAEVEDYA,
TOMÁY SMARAŃ KARE
TÁRÁY TÁRÁY BHARÁ ÁKÁSH,
MANDA MADHUR HÁLKÁ VÁTÁS
BHARÁ NADI PLÁVAN HÁRÁ,
BAICHE SHATA DHÁRE
NAVÁNNERI NAEVEDYA
TOMÁY SMARAŃ KARE
ANTARIKŚE JALE STHALE,
SAB KICHU ÁJ JHALAMALE
SABÁR MUKHEI MIŚT́I HÁSI,
KHUSHIR MUKUT́ PARE
NAVÁNNERI NAEVEDYA
TOMÁY SMARAŃ KARE
In the aroma of rice in autumn,
I remember the harvest festival day,
when we dedicate the harvest offerings to You.
The sky is full of countless stars.
The air is gentle and light and sweet.
The river is flowing in all directions.
With the offerings of harvest we remember You.
In space and water and land
everything is glistening today.
On every face, a smile of sweetness.
On every head, a crown of joy.
With the offerings of harvest we remember You.
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