Song

O Bujhi kanu jai

Goes there my Beloved, my sweet Lord, the anklets ringing on His Feet.
I hear the music of His Flute vibrating through the horizons.
If ever my cowherd boy should cast a glance behind him, still he only goes forward.
Let my eyes follow the track my Beloved treads.
In the twilight hour of the day, with a sweet and serene smile, leading the herds of varied light, my cowherd boy goes.

[Bengali Transliteration]

/O bujhi Kanu jai nupur diye pai/
/Shuni charan dhwani dure uthichhe rani/
/Jadi phire takai rakhal shudhu jai/
/O bujhi Kanu jai nayan jena dhai/
/Je pathe Kanu rai/
/Godhuli bela sheshe madhur hasi hese/
/Godhan niye jai/