TUMI KATA LIILA' KARE CALECHA KUSUME DIYECHA

Translation

KUSUME DIYECHO MADHU KUSUME DIYECHO MADHU KUSUME DIYECHO MADHU ÁKÁSHE SNIGDHA VIDHU KOTHÁO RIKTATÁ NÁHI REKHECHO TUMI KATA LIILÁ KARE CALECHO

JE BÁNSHII BÁJENI KABHU ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ JE BÁNSHII BÁJENI KABHU? JE BÁNSHII BÁJENI KABHU JE HIYÁ KÁNDENI PRABHU JÁGÁYECHO TÁRE TABU RÁGE ANURÁGE BHÁVE BHARECHO TUMI KATA LIILÁ KARE CALECHO

AJINÁNA TIMIR RÁTE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ AJINÁNA TIMIR RÁTE AJINÁNA TIMIR RÁTE JINÁNÁINJANE ÁNKHI PÁTE MARU DAGDHA HRDAYETE NÁ CÁHITE SUDHÁ DHÁRÁ D́HELECHO TUMI KATA LIILÁ KARE CALECHO

O Lord, how much illusive play, liila’, You go on performing? You have provided honey in the flowers, soft moon in the sky, nowhere You have left emptiness. The flute that was never played, the heart that did not cry, O Lord, You have awakened and with filled that with coloured affectionate feelings. In the dark nights of ignorance, by putting the ointment of knowledge in the eyes, into the sand burnt heart, unsought, You have poured flow of nectar.