TORE VÁSTE HAMAR PRABHU
KATTE YUGA BITI CUKALAE
KATTE TÁRÁ GIRI GEL CHE
PHÚL DHÚLI MAIN MI LALAE
TORE VÁSTE HAMAR PRA BHU
KATTE YUGA BITI CUKALAE
KATTE RÁTI KÁNIKE GE LAE
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KATTE RÁTI KÁNIKE GE LAE
KATTE Ú ŚÁ NIRÁSH HO LAE
SANJHAR BATTI BUTI GE LAE
ANHÁR BHÁR TRYARA LAE
TORE VÁSTE HAMAR PRA
BHU KATTE YUGA BITI CUKALAE
ÁJE TORA SAMAY HO LAE
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ÁJE TORA SAMAY HO LAE
DUKHIYÁR BÁT YÁD PAŔALAE
KARIYÁ RÁTI HAT́I GE LAE
PÚRŃAMÁSI CÁNDA JÁ GALAE
TORE VÁSTE HAMAR PRABHU
KATTE YUGA BITI CUKALAE
O Lord
for You so many eras have passed.
So many stars have fallen
and flowers dropped onto the ground.
So many nights went by
and so many mornings ended up in disappointed.
The evening lamps became extinguished
giving way to darkness.
Today only You found time
to remember the pain of the distressed.
The dark night is now over.
The full moon rose anew.