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Ánkhi jale bhare geche
Kár tare ogo sunayaná balo ná.
Ke se niśt́hur bhuleche tomáre
Kare geche shudhu chalaná
Baraśár sádá megh je nebeche
Tárakár álo káloy d́hekeche
Birahińii hiyá rayeche cáhiyá
Niirabe kahiche kata ná.
Se caliyá giyáchilo phalgune
Kál kát́e taba shudhu kál guńe
Maner mádhurii kár bháve bhari kare jáo kár sádhaná.
Tell me, O lovely-eyed lady, for whom your eyes are filled with tears?
Tell me, tell me, tell me.
Who is that cruel One who has forgotten you; who has deceived you again and again?
The white monsoon clouds have gathered,
The starlight is enveloped in darkness.
A lovelorn heart gazes wistfully full of a world of inner thought.
He went away in the springtime
And you simply spend your days marking time.
I wonder with whose thoughts your mind is filled with sweet charms?
Whom are your thoughts deeply absorbed in?