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O lord,  
Lord, on my mournful night You came;
You came in the night of my sorrows.
You did not arrive on my happy day.
You did not come during my happy days.  
Through tears You allowed embrace,
But You weren't fooled by sly charade.


You came into fold through tears
With springtime's flower-basket{{#tag:ref|According to the [http://dsalsrv02.uchicago.edu/cgi-bin/romadict.pl?query=%E0%A6%A1%E0%A6%BE%E0%A6%B2%E0%A6%BE&searchhws=yes&table=biswas-bengali Samsad Bengali-English Dictionary], ''d́álá'' (ডালা) is a tray-shaped basket that typically is used for holding offerings to a deity.|group="nb"}}
and could not be deluded by crafty deception.  
And with worship's dish, kept embellished,
Yourself I found not, my [[:wikipedia:Tarpana|arghya]] to offer;
But mental anguish You appraised and accepted.


I had kept the basket of spring flowers ready for worship.
In a game of smiles or fair of light,
I could not attain you
I got You not at joyful time.
by offering them
But on this same, pitch-dark night,
but attained you instead in prayer during pain.  
Your kindness I could realize.
 
During the play of laughter,  
and the festivity of light,
during these happy hours of mine,  
I could not find you.
 
It was in pitch darkness that i experienced your mercy.
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