Shyama amar nirobo keno Ma?
Why is my Shyama Ma so silent?
Rudeno para bishwo majhe?
Amidst the deafening cries of the world?
Kane ki tor jaye na kadon?
Do our cries not reach your ears?
Mohakaler shonkho baaje?
Why are you deaf to the conch trumpet of death reverberating through the universe?
Shyama amar nirobo keno Ma,
Why is my Shyama Ma so silent?
Tor chhele Ma onahare
Your son, Ma, stricken with hunger
Ghure beraye dware dware,
Is roaming around from door to door
Meye je tor niraboron
Your daughter has no clothes to cover her modesty
Shey ki Ma tor buke baaje?
Does it not pierce your heart Ma?
Kane ki tor jaye na kadon?
Do our cries not reach your ears?
Mohakaler shonkho baaje?
Why are you deaf to the conch trumpet of death reverberating through the universe?
Shyama amar nirobo keno Ma,
Why is my Shyama Ma so silent?
Desh joore Ma himsha khali
All over the world there is only violence
Hanahani cholchhe koto,
Killing, slaying, destruction..
Trinoyono tobu ki tui
You, Mother with three eyes (referring to the inner eye)
Dekhish na Ma piron joto? Ma..
Cant you see the intense sufferings? Ma..
Ki phoolo aaji debo Ma paye?
Which flower shall we offer in devotion at your feet?
Ranga joba sheo jhore jaye!
When even the red hibiscus can’t win your heart (the red hibiscus is traditionally offered at the feet of Kali, as a coveted blossom of devotion)
Tui Shyama jogotmata
You Shyama, are the Mother of the universe
Nirob thaka tor ki shaje?
Is it becoming of you to remain so silent?
Kane ki tor jaye na kadon?
Do our cries not reach your ears?
Mohakaler shonkho baaje?
Why are you deaf to the conch trumpet of death reverberating through the universe?
Shyama amar nirobo keno Ma,
Why is my Shyama Ma so silent?
