PS 4137
JAY BHERII BA'JE A'CAMBITE KA'R INGITE VALO
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
JAYA BHERII BÁJE ÁCAMBITE KÁR IINGITE BOLO
ÁKÁSHE PÁTÁLE TÁRI DHVANI VÁTÁSETÁHÁRI TÚRYA SHUNI PÁPII PÁTAKII KOTHÁ LUKÁLO KÁR IINGITE BOLO
JE KÁLIMÁ CHÁYÁ NEVE CHILO JE KUHELII MÁYÁ D́HEKE CHILO JE RÁKŚASII DANŚT́RÁ BÁŔIYE CHILO KÁLÁGUNE TÁRÁ JVALE GELO KÁR IINGITE BOLO
PÚRVA UDAY GIRI UDBHÁSITA RTA RJUTÁY RIKKHÁYITA RAḾGA MASHÁLE TÁRE KE RÁḾGÁLO KÁR IINGITE BOLO
JAYA BHERII BÁJE ÁCAMBITE KÁR IINGITE BOLO
Translation
The victory drum sounds, suddenly, at whose instance, tell me. Your voice is heard in the sky and netherworld. I hear Your trumpet in the air. Where the sinners have hidden? Those who brought shadow of darkness, those who covered with delusive fog, those who opened out the devilish teeth, with annihilating fire, they burnt. Shining in the eastern sky endowed with truth and straightness, with torch of colour, Who has coloured it?
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