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
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. The golden Bengal, the 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.