Bipul harashe nabin barashe
     Jagiche moder pran
Banglar pran ek hok aji
  Subishal sumahan
Khandita nahe janani Banga
  Antare raje bishwa priti
Gupta danab bhrukuti moder
  Parane jagai bhranta bhiti
Tamasi rajani haye jabe bhor
  Udibe tapan purbachale
Sonar Bangla amar Bangla
  Jagibe abar amita bale
Naba barasher hriday gabhire
  Rayeche gopane mukti asha
Chira adrita arjya rishir
  Phire pabo mora mauna bhasha

With great joy in the New Year
Our hearts are awakening.
Let the hearts of all the Bengalis
Become one, great and vast.
Bengal is not two, Bengal is not divided;
In one Bengal, let the world-love abide.
The torture of the undivine hostile forces
Creates false fear in the heart of Bengal.
A tenebrous night will blossom into beauty’s day.
The sun of wisdom-light will dawn.
The golden Bengal, the immortal Bengal,
Will once more see the Light of the Infinite.
In the heart of the New Year
The liberation-hope will feed us,
We shall once more receive the silence-language
     Of Immortality
From the Aryan sages of the hoary past.