Ah, what a thrill! In autumn, o mother mine, in the full blossomed paddy fields I have seen spread all over sweet smiles. Ah, what a beauty, what shades,what an affection, and what a tenderness!
What a quilt have you spread at the feet of banyan trees and along the banks of rivers! O mother mine, words from your lips are like nectar to my ears.
Ah, what a thrill! If sadness, O mother mine, casts a gloom on your face,
my eyes are filled with tears!
What a quilt have you spread at the feet of banyan trees and along the banks of rivers! O mother mine, words from your lips are like nectar to my ears.
Ah, what a thrill! If sadness, O mother mine, casts a gloom on your face,
my eyes are filled with tears!
Chirodin tomar akash, Tomar batash, Amar prane bajae bãshi.
O ma, Phagune tor amer boneGhrane pagol kôre, Mori hae, hae re, O ma, Ôghrane tor bhôra kheteAmi ki dekhechhi modhur hashi.
Ki shobha, ki chhaea go, Ki sneho, ki maea go,Ki ãchol bichhaeechhoBôţer mule, Nodir kule kule!
Ma, tor mukher baniAmar kane lage, Shudhar môto, Mori hae, hae re, Ma, tor bôdonkhani molin hole, Ami nôeon jôle bhashi.