Naba naba rupe dekha dao tumi Dadash maser sheshe He amar naba barsha atithi Mor prane bhalobese
O New Year, At the end of twelve months You come and stand before me. For me, you are a divine guest. You come to me with Love divine. I call you my own. The moment you appear before me In you I feel my ever-growing newness And ever-fulfilling oneness.