Oi Je Dure Shuni Nupur Dhwani
Oi je dure shuni nupur dhwani
Ke jena oi chalchhe pathe kahar agamani
Mane pare Shyama mayer katha
Bhulegechhi praner jata byatha
Ma bujhi oi jai
Nam dhare aj dakchhe amai ai ai ai
Translation
Yonder whose ankle bells do I hear tinkling?
Who is walking along there?
Whose Divine Arrival?
My mind now remembers my Divine Mother Kali,
And now I have forgotten all my heart’s pangs.
It seems that my Mother is moving around
and calling me by name.
She says: “Come, come, My child, come.”
Sri Chinmoy, Garden of love-light, part 2, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1975