476.
Bihán kále tále tále banke jábár kále eli go
(Tui) eli ámár calár pathe.
Saḿkhaciler mata humŕe paŕe go.
Dhare nili ámár háte.

Ámár khonpár málá takhan gela khule
Kadam phuler dálá chit́ke dile
Tui balá mai kaoyá nái kena eli
Ámár jáná cená kulite path dekháte.
Tor surer máyájále man majeche
Tor nácer chande tále man meteche
Tui eman bhábe bháb karis kena
Ámi cái nái toke tabu eli bhuláte.

Early in the morning You came in rhythmic steps
As I was leaving for the forest.
You met me on my way
And like a sea gull, you came
Swooping down catching hold of my hand
The garland in my hair knot snapped,
The kadama flowers in my basket were strewn about.
Why did You come without warning?
Why? To show me a path which I already know?
In the magic web of your melody
My mind is intoxicated.
With the rhythmic cadence of Your dance
My mind is overjoyed.
Why do You lavish Your love on me?
I didn’t want You,
Yet You came to flood me with joy.