Translation
Bearing a flower basket,
Who did appear, oh Who appeared?
With garland of songs in hand,
He floated on a stream of melody.
Bakul and wood apple want eyes opened;
Flower of liquorice, intoxication it causes.
Bumblebee wants its words heard,
Infatuated with sweet scent.
The star of remote sky does smile,
And floral dust drifts on the wind.
Life's pollen having mixed with it,
The whole world has grown bright.
Waiting, waiting for long aeons,
I'd been hoping for Whose advent?
This same morning with own hand,
Spring's cradle He did rock.
Translated from Bengali
Latin Sanskrit
PHULER SĂJI SĂTHE NIYE
KE ELO GO KE ELO
GĂNER MĂLĂ HĂTE NIYE
SURER SROTE BHĂSĂLO
BAKUL BELĂ COKH MELE CĂY
MADHUK PUĹPA NESHĂ DHARĂY
BHRAMAR KATHĂ SHOĹĂTE CĂY
MADHUR GANDHE MĂTĂLA
DĂR ĂKĂSHER TĂRĂ HĂSE
PHULER PARĂG HĂOYĂY BHĂSE
PRĂĹER PARĂG TĂTE MISHE
VISHVABHUVAN RĂUášĂLO
SUDIIRGHA KĂL BASE BASE
CHINU JĂHĂR ĂSĂR ĂSHE
SE EI PRĂTE NIJER HĂTE
VASANTADOL DOLĂLO
13-11-1982