Naba naba rupe dekha dao tumi
Dadash  maser sheshe
He amar naba barsha atithi
Mor prane bhalobese

O New Year,
At the end of twelve months
You come and stand before me.
For me, you are a divine guest.
You come to me with Love divine.
I call you my own.
The moment you appear before me
In you I feel my ever-growing newness
And ever-fulfilling oneness.