Nation Anthem

My Bengal of gold,I Love you

Forever your skies, your air set my heart in tune

as of it were a flute.

In spring, Oh mother mine, the fragrance from

Your mango-graves makes me wild with joy.

Ah, what a thrill

In Autumn, Oh mother mine,

In the full- blossomed paddy fields,

I have seen spread all over-sweet smiles,

Ah, what a beauty, what shades, what an affection

and what a tenderness,

What a quilt have you spread at the feet of

Banyan trees and along the bangs of rivers,

Oh mother mine, words from your lips are like

Nectar to my ears,

Ah, what a thrill

If sadness, Oh mother mine, casts a gloom on your face,

My eyes are filled with tears.

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