PST 0645 - Tumi jeo na jeo na ogo sakha
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PST 0645 - Tumi jeo na jeo na ogo sakha
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Tumi jeo ná jeo ná ogo sakhá
Ese baso mor hrtkamale
Tumi rekho ná rekho ná ámáy eká
Hese kathá kao áṋkhi tule
Sharat sandhyá meghe rauṋer kheláy
Udás pavan jakhan gán geye jáy
Ámi tári rúpe ráge khuṋji tomáy
Hiyár áloy sádhá mohan tále
Madhumáse jabe phuler meláy
Matta madhuperá gán geye jáy
Ámi tári chande sure khuṋji tomáy
Priitir ákutite nabhoniile
Oh my Bosom Friend,[nb 2] don't leave, don't leave;
Upon my heart-lotus, come take Your seat.
Please oh please, don't make me lonely;
Laugh and look at me, tell me a story.
In the colorful play of autumn clouds at evening,
When an indolent wind keeps on singing,
In that beauty and hue, it's You Whom I seek,
With my heart-beams honing a winning beat.
Amid the gala of flowers at Spring,
When drunken bees keep on singing
In their rhythm and tune, it's You Whom I seek,
In the azure sky with tender yearning.