Ami Banglai Gaan Gai
Ami Banglar Gaan Gai
Ami Amar Ami Ke Chiro Din…Ei Banglai Khuje Pai …
Ami Banglai Dekhi Sopno
Ami Banglai Badhi Sur
Ami Ei Banglar Maya Vhora Pothe…Hetechi Etota Dur…
Bangla Amar Jibonanondo
Bangla Praner Sur
Ami Ekbar Dekhi…Bar Bar Dekhi…Dekhi Banglar Mukh…
Aaaaaaa Aa Aa …Aaa Aaa Aaa Aaa Aaa….
Ami Banglai Kotha Koi
Ami Banglar Kotha Koi
Ami Banglai Hasi , Banglai Vashi , Banglai Jege Roi…
Ami Banglai kori Ullash
Kori Banglai Hahakar
Ami Sob Dekhe Sune…Khepe Giye Kori…Banglai Chitkar …
Bangla Amar Dripto Chetona..Khipto Tir Dhonuk
Ami Ekbar Dekhi…Bar Bar Dekhi…Dekhi Banglar Mukh…
Aaaaaaa Aa Aa …Aaa Aaa Aaa Aaa Aaa….
Ami Banglai Vhalobasi
Ami Bangla Ke Vhalobasi
Ami Tari Haat dhore Sara Prithibir Manush Er Kache Asi …
Ami Ja Kichu Mohan…Boron Korechi…Binomro Srodhai
Mishe Tero Nodi Saat Sagorer Jol
Gongay Podmai
Bangla Amar Trishnar Jol
Tripto Sesh Chumuk
Ami Ekbar Dekhi…Bar Bar Dekhi…Dekhi Banglar Mukh
Aaaaaaa Aa Aa …Aaa Aaa Aaa Aaa Aaa….
This One Again
Ami Banglai Gaan Gai
Ami Banglai Gaan Gai
Ami Amar Ami Ke Chiro Din…Ei Banglai Khuje Pai …
Ami Banglai Dekhi Sopno
Ami Banglai Badhi Sur
Ami Ei Banglar Maya Vora Pothe…Hetechi Etota Dur…
Bangla Amar Jibonanondo
Bangla Praner Sur
Ami Ekbar Dekhi…Bar Bar Dekhi…Dekhi Banglar Mukh…
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I sing in Bangla
Bangla is what I sing of.
I have been finding myself, for ever in this Bengal
I dream in Bangla
I think of tunes in Bangla
I have walked along the dear paths of Bengal... to come all this way...
Bangla is the Jibonananda(happiness) in my life
Bangla, the sound of my soul
I look upon her once....then again and again... I look upon my beloved Bengal.
Bangla is what I sing of.
I have been finding myself, for ever in this Bengal
I dream in Bangla
I think of tunes in Bangla
I have walked along the dear paths of Bengal... to come all this way...
Bangla is the Jibonananda(happiness) in my life
Bangla, the sound of my soul
I look upon her once....then again and again... I look upon my beloved Bengal.
I speak in Bangla
Bangla is what I speak of
I smile in Bangla....I float upon Bangla....I stay awake in her arms
I rejoice in Bangla
I weep in Bangla
When I see injustice..I am filled with anger.. to protest in Bangla
Bangla is the voice of my bold slogans, Bangla the weapon of my rage
I look upon her once....then again and again... I look upon my beloved Bengal.
Bangla is what I speak of
I smile in Bangla....I float upon Bangla....I stay awake in her arms
I rejoice in Bangla
I weep in Bangla
When I see injustice..I am filled with anger.. to protest in Bangla
Bangla is the voice of my bold slogans, Bangla the weapon of my rage
I look upon her once....then again and again... I look upon my beloved Bengal.
I love in Bangla
Bangla is the object of my love
It is her hand that I hold as I greet the peoples of this wide world
I accept all that is great with humble respect
The waters of the thirteen rivers and seven seas mingle
In the Ganges and the Padma
Bangla is the honey that slakes my thirst
Bangla, the last thing to touch my lips
I look upon her once....then again and again... I look upon my beloved Bengal
Bangla is the object of my love
It is her hand that I hold as I greet the peoples of this wide world
I accept all that is great with humble respect
The waters of the thirteen rivers and seven seas mingle
In the Ganges and the Padma
Bangla is the honey that slakes my thirst
Bangla, the last thing to touch my lips
I look upon her once....then again and again... I look upon my beloved Bengal
To listen to the song:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u5zkgaOuQ8A
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