Tomrá já khushi tái balo
Ámár ná thámiyá calá
Ná thámiyá calá ámár
Ná káṋdiyá balá
Rúpor meghe bhará ákásh
Kásher rauṋe dulche vátás
Shiuli d́hele dicche suvás
Shishire utalá
Khuṋjchi járe páine táre
Seo jáni khuṋjche more
Ámár gáne geṋtheche se
Chot́t́a ekt́i málá
Say anything that you please,
I will proceed relentlessly.
Relentlessly will I proceed,
No wailing when I speak.
The sky is filled with clouds of silver,
And the air sways with kans colors.
The night jasmine[nb 2] strew perfume,
Excited by the dew.
I do not find the One I seek,
But I know He also looks for me.
With my songs He is threading
One garland very tiny.
