Sunday, October 15, 2023

Bharat - My Dreamland...


Enjoy the vibe - Hey Bharatmata - i bow down my head in front of you...

Lyrics:

ধনধান্য পুষ্প ভরা আমাদের এই বসুন্ধরা
তাহার মাঝে আছে দেশ এক সকল দেশের সেরা
 সে স্বপ্ন দিয়ে তৈরি সে দেশ স্মৃতি দিয়ে ঘেরা
এমন দেশটি কোথাও খুঁজে পাবে নাকো তুমি
 সে সকল দেশের রাণী সে যে আমার জন্মভূমি
সে যে আমার জন্মভূমি
সে যে আমার জন্মভূমি।

চন্দ্র সূর্য গ্রহতারা,
কোথায় উজল এমন ধারা
কোথায় এমন খেলে তড়িৎ এমন কালো মেঘে
তার পাখির ডাকে ঘুমিয়ে উঠি 
পাখির ডাকে জেগে।

এত স্নিগ্ধ নদী কাহার,
কোথায় এমন ধুম্র পাহাড়
কোথায় এমন হরিত ক্ষেত্র আকাশ তলে মেশে
এমন ধানের উপর ঢেউ খেলে যায়
বাতাস কাহার দেশে।

পুষ্পে পুষ্পে ভরা শাখি কুঞ্জে কুঞ্জে গাহে পাখি
গুঞ্জরিয়া আসে অলি পুঞ্জে পুঞ্জে ধেয়ে
তারা ফুলের ওপর ঘুমিয়ে পড়ে 
ফুলের মধু খেয়ে।

ভায়ের মায়ের এত স্নেহ,
কোথায় গেলে পাবে কেহ
ওমা তোমার চরণ দুটি বক্ষে আমার ধরি
আমার এই দেশেতে জন্ম যেন এই দেশেতে মরি।
এমন দেশটি কোথাও খুঁজে পাবে নাকো তুমি
 সে সকল দেশের রাণী সে যে আমার জন্মভূমি
সে যে আমার জন্মভূমি
সে যে আমার জন্মভূমি।


Translation (taken from internet)

Lavished with a wealth of grains and flowers is our Mother Earth…

In the midst of this is a land, more splendid than all other lands…

She is created by dreams, she is surrounded by memories…

Nowhere will you discover such a land as this…

O’ she is the queen of all lands,

She is my motherland…

Moon and sun, planets and stars…

Is there a similar surge of brilliance anywhere?

Where does the lightning play quite like this, among such black clouds?

After the call of her birds put me to sleep, I am awakened by the birdsongs again.

Nowhere will you discover such a land as this…

O’ she is the queen of all lands,

She is my motherland…

Whose rivers are so gentle? Do such massive mountains exist anywhere?

Where do such green acres meet like this, under the skies?

In whose land does the wind dance like waves on paddy?

Nowhere will you discover such a land as this…

O’ she is the queen of all lands,

She is my motherland…

The trees are covered with flowers, birds sing in every haunt,

Buzzing, the bees arrive and chase each other in great clusters…

They fall asleep on the flowers after drinking their nectar…

Nowhere will you discover such a land as this…

O’ she is the queen of all lands,

She is my motherland…

Where can one go to attain so much affection, from a mother or brother?

I hold both your feet, O Mother, close to my breast,

I was born in this very land, let me die here, as well…

Nowhere will you discover such a land as this…

O’ she is the queen of all lands,

She is my motherland…

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