PS 4754
ARUN'A'CALE NATUN PRABHA'T ELA A'JI ELA A'R GHUMA'YO
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Roman script
ARUŃÁCALE NOTUN PRABHÁT ELO ÁJI ELO
ARUŃÁCALE ÁR GHUMÁYO NÁ PICHANE CEYO NÁ MOHA JÁLA CHINŔE PHELO ELO ÁJI ELO
GHANÁNDHAKÁRE DEKHITE PÁONI GHANÁNDHAKÁRE DEKHITE PÁONI GHANÁNDHAKÁRE DEKHITE PÁONI ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
GHANÁNDHAKÁRE DEKHITE PÁONI TAMASÁY GHERÁ CHILO JE CÁHANI ANYE T́ÁNANI, NIJEO CALONI SE SMRITI EKHAN BHOLO ELO ÁJI ELO
SÁT RAUNGÁ RATHE ARUŃ ESECHE SÁT RAUNGÁ RATHE ARUŃ ESECHE SÁT RAUNGÁ RATHE ARUŃ ESECHE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
SÁT RAUNGÁ RATHE ARUŃ ESECHE MUGDHÁ DHARAŃII PULAKE HESECHE PAUNKÁVARTE KAMAL PHUT́ECHE PARIMALE MAN MÁTÁLO. ELO ÁJI ELO
ARUŃÁCALE NOTUN PRABHÁT ELO ÁJI ELO
Translation
The new morning has come upon the eastern sky. Do not sleep any more, do not look behind. Tear away the net of infatuation. Due to dense darkness, you are unable to see, the desired object, surrounded by the darkness. Forget now that other would pull and self movement is not there. The morning sun has come riding the seven coloured chariot. The charmed world smiles with joy. Surrounded by the mud, the lotus bloomed, making the mind frenzied, with the fragrance of the pollen.
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