(Ámár) Manera mukure
Práńd́hálá sure
Tava gán bhese esechilo
Ámi ná cáhite
Ámára citte
Nije ese dhará diyechilo
Bhulite pári ná se surasambhár
Ájo se ámáre d́áke bárebár
(Se je) Ámár hiyáy tomára hiyáy
Bandhansetu gaŕechilo
Ámár sakal mamatá sab vyákulatá
Tava sure beje ut́hechilo
On my mental mirror,
With vibrant melody,
Your song had come floating.
Without my asking,
In my mind,
Appearing, it had let itself be caught.
I cannot forget the notes of that tune;
They still call me time and again.
From my heart to Yours,
They had formed a unifying bridge.
All my love, all my eager anticipation,
It had risen, chiming with Your melody.
