Gravado no retiro de Ano Novo “A Semente da Mudança”, Sintra 2014-2015

MORÁ MUKTA BHÚMIR MEYE
D́UNGRI PÁHÁŔE JHARŃÁ DHÁRE
JOŔER KINÁRE GHÚRI NECE GEYE
MORÁ MUKTA BHÚMIR MEYE

KADAM PALÁSH NIYE KARI GO KHELÁ,
SÁRÁ DINER BELÁ
MAHUL KULIRI SHIITALA CHÁYE
MORÁ MUKTA BHÚMIR MEYE

BÁNKÁ VANA PATHE JETE JETE
KHOMPÁY NITE GÁNTHI MÁLÁ
MODER, CHANDE GÁNE
MANER KHUSHIIR SANE
VANER HARIŃ DEKHE CEYE
MORÁ PARAMA PURUŚERI MEYE
MORÁ MUKTA BHÚMIR MEYE

We are the blessed girls of the land of liberation,
singing and dancing on slopes and hills
beside sparkling fountains and streams.

We play and play the whole day long
with the flowers kadam and palash.

We play along the narrow lanes
lined with shady trees.

Meandering on the forest paths
we weave garlands into our hair.

The forest deer rejoice to see
our blissful song and dance.

We are the blessed girls of the land of liberation.
We are the blessed girls of Parama Purusa [Supreme Consciousness]