You stepped down from your royal throne

তব সিংহাসনের আসন হতে
tobo shinghashoner ashon hote
(Tagore's own translation)

You stepped down from your royal throne
You came and stood Oh Lord
At the door of my lonely room

Alone I was singing to myself
Hearing it’s strain you came
You came and stood Oh Lord
At the door of my lonely room

Many are songs, many great ones
Who grace your august assembly
Today the song of this poor soul
Has found expression in your love

Amidst the many melodies
In the vast universe
My soulful tune did touch a chord
You came with a garland in your hand
You came and stood Oh Lord
At the door of my lonely room