PRIITI BHARÁ SEI GIITI AVAVÁHIKÁR
SONÁLI SVAPNA MANE BHÁSE
DÚRER DYUTIR SÁTHE SURER SMRITI
EK SÁTH CHILO BHÁLOBESE
SONÁLI SVAPNA MANE BHÁSE
PRIITI BHARÁ SEI GIITI AVAVÁHIKÁR
SONÁLI SVAPNA MANE BHÁSE
BHÁVA JATA CHILO TATA CHILO NÁ BHÁŚÁ
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BHÁVA JATA CHILO TATA CHILO NÁ BHÁŚÁ
AYUTA CHANDA CHILO BHARÁ CHILO ÁSHÁ
NIJEKE CHILUM BHÚLE PRÁPTIR UPAKÚLE
CIT SAMVITERI PÁSHE,
SONÁLI SVAPNA MANE BHÁSE
PRIITI BHARÁ SEI GIITI AVAVÁHIKÁR
SONÁLI SVAPNA MANE BHÁSE
TOMÁR NAYANE CHILO ANURAKTI
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TOMÁR NAYANE CHILO ANURAKTI
KANT́HE NIRBHAY UKTI
VAKŚE CHILO TAVA BHARÁ PARÁSAKTI
CARAŃE CHILO VIMUKTI
TOMÁKE NIKAT́E PEYE BHÁVER SAMÁDHI PEYE
CHINU BHÁVÁTIITA PARIVESHE
SONÁLI SVAPNA MANE BHÁSE
PRIITI BHARÁ SEI GIITI AVAVÁHIKÁR
SONÁLI SVAPNA MANE BHÁSE
With the supplementary incoming flow of that song,
a golden dream appeared in my mind.
The distant effulgence,
and the memory of melody,
charmed simultaneously.
The quantum of feeling was too much
for language to express.
Innumerable rhythms lingered on full of hope.
At the side of attainment,
I had forgotten myself,
close to fulfilment of mind.
Your eyes imbibed love
and from Your throat resounded the voice of fearlessness.
Your bosom was full of hidden power,
and at Your feet lay liberation.
By attaining You close,
ideation turned into samadhi.
I was surrounded by an environment of thoughtlessness.