(Translated from Bengali by Gopal Bhaumik)

Please come to my land, dear,

I have got a home ready for You;

I have estranged my kith and kin,

Only for your sake, dear.

Daily do I see you at the ghat filling Your pitcher,

A veritable Naiad of the stream that you are:

And my boat sailing upwards the stream

Stops of itself at your dear sight.

Please step into my boat, girl,

You have nothing to fear from me:

Be not cruel-hearted, dear,

Come away with me;

I shall lay down my life at your red feet

And the boat of our life will sail along more easily.

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