Tomári bhuvane tomári bhavane
Tomári áshe din ket́e jáy
Tomári carańe tomári smarańe
Áṋdhár nisháy álo jhalasáy
Tomári rauṋe rúpe tomári dhúpe diipe
Tomári krpákańá variśańe
Tomári snehad́ore viińára jhaḿkáre
Tomári udgiita madhu gáne
Tomára ráshi ráshi dyutibhará hási
Ásháhárá práńe áshá jágáy
Tomári choṋyá lágá kusuma suváse
Paráń ámár bhare jáy je ucchváse
Álápe áveshe náce o ulláse
Mana bhese jáy sudhádháráy
In Your cosmos, in Your mansion,
Days go by in hope of Thee.
On Your footfall, on Your recall,
A lamp shines at darkest night.
With Your colors and forms, incense and lights,
A speck of Your grace rains down.
With Your ties of love as lutes resound,
With Your sweet song sung out loud,
With Your many, many radiant smiles,
In a forlorn life, hope is revived.
In the fragrance of flowers caressed by You,
My life teems with ecstasy.
Dancing with delight on playing a touching tune,
My mind floats on ambrosial stream.