তুমি যখন গান গাহিতে বল
tumi jokhon gaan gahite bolo
(Tagore's own translation)
When you bid me to sing
My heart swells in pride
Stunned I gaze at your face
My sight blurs with tears
That which hardens my heart
I wish for it to melt
In songs full of sweetness
My penance and effort
I wish it could take flight
Like a lark in the sky
Happy are you with me
With the song that I sing
And so I dare to approach
To sit in front of you
To reach you I cannot
My song finds a way
I lose myself in it
In melodies many
You who are my master
I call you as my friend
tumi jokhon gaan gahite bolo
(Tagore's own translation)
When you bid me to sing
My heart swells in pride
Stunned I gaze at your face
My sight blurs with tears
That which hardens my heart
I wish for it to melt
In songs full of sweetness
My penance and effort
I wish it could take flight
Like a lark in the sky
Happy are you with me
With the song that I sing
And so I dare to approach
To sit in front of you
To reach you I cannot
My song finds a way
I lose myself in it
In melodies many
You who are my master
I call you as my friend
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