Bipul Harashe Nabin Barashe Jagiche

by Sri Chinmoy

November 22 1975

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Lyrics

Bipul harashe nabin barashe 
   Jagiche moder pran 
Banglar pran ek hok aji 
   Subishal sumahan 
Khandita nahe janani Banga 
   Antare raje bishwa priti 
Gupta danab bhrukuti moder 
   Parane jagai bhranta bhiti 
Tamasi rajani haye jabe bhor 
   Udibe tapan purbachale 
Sonar Bangla amar Bangla
   Jagibe abar amita bale 
Naba barasher hriday gabhire 
   Rayeche gopane mukti asha 
Chira adrita arjya rishir 
   Phire pabo mora mauna bhasha

Translation

With great joy in the new year
Our hearts are awakening.
Let the hearts of all the Bengalis
Become one, great and vast.
Bengal is not two, Bengal is not divided;
In one Bengal, let the world-love abide. 
The torture of the undivine hostile forces 
Creates false fear in the heart of Bengal. 
A tenebrous night will blossom into 
    beauty's day. 
The sun of wisdom-light will dawn. 
O golden Bengal, O immortal Bengal, 
Will once more see the light of the Infinite. 
In the heart of the new year 
The liberation-hope will feed us, 
We shall once more receive the silence-language of Immortality 
From the Aryan sages of the hoary past.

This song appears in:

My Aspiration-Heart's Country-Life Salutations (page 15)
Pole-Star Promise-Light (Part 4) -- 50 Bengali songs (page 32)
India, My India (page 216)