হার-মানা হার পরাব তোমার গলে
Har mana har porabo
Puja
২৪৭
হার-মানা হার পরাব তোমার গলে–
দূরে রব কত আপন বলের ছলে॥
জানি আমি জানি ভেসে যাবে অভিমান–
নিবিড় ব্যথায় ফাটিয়া পড়িবে প্রাণ,
শূন্য হিয়ার বাঁশিতে বাজিবে গান,
পাষাণ তখন গলিবে নয়নজলে॥
শতদলদল খুলে যাবে থরে থরে,
লুকানো রবে না মধু চিরদিন-তরে।
আকাশ জুড়িয়া চাহিবে কাহার আঁখি,
ঘরের বাহিরে নীরবে লইবে ডাকি,
কিছুই সেদিন কিছুই রবে না বাকি–
পরম মরণ লভিব চরণতলে॥ Transliteration
Haar maana haar porabo tomar gale - Dure rabo kato aapon baler chhole. Jaani aami jaani bhese jaabe obhiman - Nibiro byathay phutiya poribe praan, Shunyo hiyar bnaashite baajibe gaan, Paashan takhon golibe nayonojale. Shatadalo-dalo khule jaabe thare thare, Lukano rabe naa modhu chirodin tore. Aakash juriya chaahibe kaahar aankhi, Ghorer baahire nirabe loibe daaki, Kichhui sedin kichhui robe na baaki Paramo marono labhibo charanatole.
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- 39(স্বরবিতান ৩৯)
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- Surendranath Bandopadhyay
Surendranath Bandopadhyay1886–1972Musician of the Vishnupur gharana, known as Sangitratnakar, and a notator of Rabindrasangeet.Eastern Zonal Cultural Centre, from the documentary “The Vishnupur Gharana” · Wikimedia Commons, CC BY 3.0 / Bhimrao Shastri / Dinendranath Tagore
Dinendranath Tagore1882–1935Rabindranath's grand-nephew and the principal notator of his songs — the poet called him the keeper of all his songs. Taught music at Santiniketan.Photographer unknown, c. 1935 · Wikimedia Commons, public domain - Composition date
- 20 April 1912(৭ বৈশাখ ১৩১৯)
English
I will deck thee with trophies, garlands of my defeat. It is never in my power to escape unconquered. I surely know my pride will go to the wall, my life will burst its bonds in exceeding pain, and my empty heart will sob out in music like a hollow reed, and the stone will melt in tears. I surely know the hundred petals of a lotus will not remain closed for ever and the secret recess of its honey will be bared. From the blue sky an eye shall gaze upon me and summon me in silence. Nothing will be left for me, nothing whatever, and utter death shall I receive at thy feet.
Translated by Rabindranath Tagore
Rabindranath Tagore1861–1941Poet, composer and painter; the words and the melodies of every song in Gitabitan are his. Nobel laureate in Literature, 1913.His first photograph, Calcutta · 1873 ? · 25 Portraits of Rabindranath Tagore (Visva-Bharati, Calcutta, 1951) source
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