SÁTAT́I CÁMPÁ
D́EKE BOLE
KOTHÁY CHILI TUI PÁRUL
KHUNJE KHUNJE
AHARNISHE
SABÁI MORÁ CHILUM ÁKUL
KHUNJE CHILUM BHORER ÁLOY
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KHUNJE CHILUM BHORER ÁLOY
KHUNJE GECHI RÁTER KÁLOY
KHUNJECHI SAB MANDA BHÁLOY
TANNA KARE MAN DEUL
KOTHÁY CHILI TUI PÁRUL
MADHYA DINER SAORA KARE
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MADHYA DINER SAORA KARE
KHUNJE GECHI ÁVEG BHARE
JYOTSNÁ RÁTER SVAPAN BHARE
KHUNJE KHUNJE PÁINI KÚL
KOTHÁY CHILI TUI PÁRUL
SÁTAT́I CÁMPÁ
D́EKE BOLE
KOTHÁY CHILI TUI PÁRUL
The seven campa flowers called and asked the parul flower:
“Where have You been?
Searching You day and night,
we all have been restless.
We searched You in the morning light,
we continued searching in the darkness of the night,
we searched in all good and bad,
we searched thoroughly in the mental temple.
Under the midday sun rays we searched full of impulse,
we searched filled with dreams in the moonlit night,
but despite all searches,
we did not find any shore.”