SEI KAOMUDII SNÁTA NISHIITHE
TUMI ÁSIÁ CHILE PRIYATAMA
TAVA RÚPER APÁR DYUTITE
SEI JYOTSNÁ HOLO MADHUR TAMA
TUMI ÁSIÁ CHILE PRIYATAMA
KÁCHEO DÚRER BHEDA SARE GELO
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KÁCHEO DÚRER BHEDA SARE GELO
ABHRA MEKHALÁ KŚITI JE NÁSHILO
MANER MAYUR KALAPE MÁTILO
UTKRANTA MAYUKH SAMA
TUMI ÁSIÁ CHILE PRIYATAMA
MÁNUŚE MÁNUŚE JATA HÁNÁ HÁNI
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MÁNUŚE MÁNUŚE JATA HÁNÁ HÁNI
SVÁRTHERA VASHE VRTHÁ T́ÁNÁ T́ÁNI
JÁHÁ KICHU JÁNI JÁHÁ NÁHI JÁNI
SÁMARASYE MISHE GELO MAMA
TUMI ÁSIÁ CHILE PRIYATAMA
SEI KAOMUDII SNÁTA NISHIITHE
TUMI ÁSIÁ CHILE PRIYATAMA
On that moonlight-bathed night,
You had come,
O most beloved.
By the unlimited brilliance of Your beauty,
that moonlight became sweetest most.
The distinction between near and far dissipated.
The series of high skies immersed in the earth.
The mental peacock danced with its tail raised,
unveiling a high-ascended glow.
All the killing between human beings,
all the selfish tussle,
whatever I know and whatever I do not know,
in my flow of composure, has merged.