ওহে সুন্দর, মম গৃহে আজি
ohe shundor, momo grihe
O Beauteous One,
I have bedecked my home
For this night of supreme joy
I have laid a lotus seat
In the golden temple of my heart
Come my dearest, my sweetheart
Shower upon my tearladen eyes
The lustrous smile of your compassion
From across groves and glades
Jasmines I have culled
To adorn your bosom, to lay at your feet
I will play my Veena
Clinging close to your feet
I will usher you in with a bow
O companion of my soul
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