Take me out of here

(2457)  Eso smita mukhe mor ghare

Come with smiling face to my dwelling,
All the dark dispelling.
Come with song like fresh leaf in the arbor of my psyche,
Wiping off affliction's tears.

At my home the darkness that's amassed there,
It cannot be rid by a luminescence worldly.
Sunk am I inside a prison very gloomy;
You please fill with splendid beauty.

Except for You, oh Darling, I call whom else;
Who has remained my own true self?
You are the gist of my existence;
Break the blind-infatuation-sleep.

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