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Tomári lágiyá tomáre smariyá
Ná thámiyá patha calechi
Eso go hrdaye madhura prańaye
Kata káṋt́á dekho dalechi
Kata je jhaiṋjhá mátháy vahechi
Kata ulkár jválá je sayechi
Kata hatásháy kata vedanáy
Vyathábháre nata hayechi
Belá bahe jáy ravi d́ube jáy
Sandhyár kálo cháyá je ghanáy
Sońálii svapan shúnye miláy
Jhará phule málá geṋthechi
Remembering You and for You only,
On Your relentless path I've journeyed.
Come into my heart with affection sweet;
See how many thorns were trod on by my feet.
So many storms upon my head I've suffered;
So many comet flames I have endured.
In great despair, great agony,
Painfully bent was my knee.
Seasons pass me by, the sun sinks in the sky;
Evening's dark shadows, they draw nigh.
A golden dream fades into nothing;
With fallen flowers I've strung my wreath.
By Prabhat Ranjan Sarkar5
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Tomári lágiyá tomáre smariyá
Ná thámiyá patha calechi
Eso go hrdaye madhura prańaye
Kata káṋt́á dekho dalechi
Kata je jhaiṋjhá mátháy vahechi
Kata ulkár jválá je sayechi
Kata hatásháy kata vedanáy
Vyathábháre nata hayechi
Belá bahe jáy ravi d́ube jáy
Sandhyár kálo cháyá je ghanáy
Sońálii svapan shúnye miláy
Jhará phule málá geṋthechi
Remembering You and for You only,
On Your relentless path I've journeyed.
Come into my heart with affection sweet;
See how many thorns were trod on by my feet.
So many storms upon my head I've suffered;
So many comet flames I have endured.
In great despair, great agony,
Painfully bent was my knee.
Seasons pass me by, the sun sinks in the sky;
Evening's dark shadows, they draw nigh.
A golden dream fades into nothing;
With fallen flowers I've strung my wreath.