The song was written in 1905 during the first partition of Bengal, when the ruling British Empire had an undivided province of Bengal Presidency split into two parts the decision was announced on 19 July by the then-Viceroy of India Lord Curzon, taking effect on 16 October. ↑ Folk singer, Swapan Basu, demonstrates the similarity in a live recitation (0:43/8:46 to 1:21/8:46).↑ 5.0 5.1 Bangladesh: Amar Shonar Bangla.Ministry of Law, Justice and Parliamentary Affairs. ↑ The Constitution of the People's Republic of Bangladesh - 4.↑, Bangladesh, Amar Shonar Bangla আমার সোনার বাংলা retrieved.↑ "The Constitution of the People's Republic of Bangladesh - 4.I shall offer you meagrely whatever I have at home, Ah, what a thrill! Never bother to buy you, from others, a hanging rope disguised as a crown. This time I offer my head beneath your feet, Bless me with your dust, I shall be obliged to flaunt overhead. Ah, what a thrill! All your shepherds and farmers are my brothers. The wonderful lamp you light up at dusk, Ah, what a thrill! I quit play and sprint back to your lap at once, O mother! In the cattle grazing field, on the pier for crossing stream, Shaded village walkways, serene with calling birds, Open porch with heaped ripe paddy my life goes on.
Ah, what a thrill! If sadness, O mother! casts a gloom on your face, my eyes are filled with tears! Spending my childhood in your playhouse Your dirt and soil smeared all over my body, I consider myself privileged. What beauty, what shades, what affection, what tenderness! What a quilt have thee spread at the feet of banyan trees and along the bank of every river, Oh mother mine, words from thy lips are like nectar to my ears. Forever thy skies, thy air set my heart in tune as if it were a flute, O mother! The aroma of the mango orchard in Falgun drives me crazy, Ah, what a thrill! O mother! In Ogrohayon time sees sweet smiles all through mature fields of paddy. O ma, goriber dhôn ja ache tai dibo côrontôle,Īmi pôrer ghôre kinbo na ar, ma, tor bhushon bole gôlar phãshi.Įnglish translation My golden Bengal, I love you. O ma, amar je bhai tara shôbai, o ma, tomar rakhal tomar cashi.ĭe go tor payer dhula, she je amar mathar manik hôbe Tomar dhane-bhôra anginate jibôner din kaṭe Shara din pakhi-ḍaka chayay-ḍhaka tomar pollibaṭe, Tôkhon khêladhula shôkol phele, o ma, tomar kole chuṭe ashi.ĭhenu-côra tomar maṭhe, pare jabar kheyaghaṭe,
Tui din phurale shondhakale ki dip jalish ghôre, Tomari dhulamaṭi ôngge makhi dhonno jibôn mani Ma, tor bôdonkhani molin hole, o ma, ami nôyonjôle bhashi.
Ma, tor mukher bani amar kane lage shudhar môto, Ki ãcol bichayecho bôṭer mule, nodir kule kule Ki shobha, ki chaya go, ki sneho, ki maya go, O ma, Ôghrane tor bhôra khete ami ki dekhechi modhur hashi. O ma, phagune tor amer bone ghrane pagol kôre,
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