PS 4777
JYOTSNA' GAGANE SUMITA MANANE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
JYOTSNÁ GAGANE SUMITA MANANE KE GO BHESE JÁY MANOCOR
STHIRÁSANE BASO MADHURIMÁY HÁSO YADI BHÁLOBÁSO HE PRIYA MOR KE GO BHESE JÁY MANOCOR
DIN CALE JÁY PALAKE PALAKE CALE JÁOÁ PHIRE ÁSÁRI PHÁNKE PÁOÁ NÁ PÁOÁR HISÁBERI JHONKE TOMÁRE BHULIBO NÁ CIT CAKOR KE GO BHESE JÁY MANOCOR
GULABÁGE MOR KUNŔI ÁCHE JATA ARUŃERI CHONYÁ CÁY SE NIYATA KÁNT́ÁR ÁVARAŃA SARÁIÁ SHATA PHUT́IBE JAKHAN ÁSIBE BHOR KE GO BHESE JÁY MANOCOR
JYOTSNÁ GAGANE SUMITA MANANE KE GO BHESE JÁY MANOCOR
Translation
In the moonlight illuminated sky, with calm mind, Who goes on soaring, stealing my mind? O my Dear, if You love me, sit with stability and smile sweetly. The day passes moment by moment, goes to return at the arrival chance. With the impulse of the account of achievement and deprivation, I shall not forget You, O the attracter of my mind. All the buds present in my floral garden, want constant touch of the morning sun. Removing hundreds of coverings of thorns, they would bloom, when morning comes.
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