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1020 (15/11/1983) K


TOMÁR E KII BHÁLOBÁSÁ
TOMÁR E KII BHÁLOBÁSÁ
TOMÁR E KII BHÁLOBÁSÁ

DÚRE THEKE MRIDU HÁSO
BHARIYE DIYE RAUNGIIN ÁSHÁ
TOMÁR E KII BHÁLOBÁSÁ

NIILÁMBU RÁSHITE DOLE TUMI
LIILÁ KAMAL PRÁŃOCCHALE
LIILÁR PURUŚ LIILÁR CHALE
LIILÁR PURUŚ LIILÁR CHALE
KARO TÁR MADHUTE JÁOÁ ÁSÁ
TOMÁR E KII BHÁLOBÁSÁ

NIILÁKÁSHER NIIHÁRIKÁ
CANDANETE NITYA MAKHÁ
SURE RÁGE TÁTE ÁNKÁ
TOMÁR PRIITIR MADHUR BHÁŚÁ
TOMÁR E KII BHÁLOBÁSÁ


What love of Yours this is!

You smile from a distance,
filling me with colourful hope.

In the collection of blue waters,
You swing vibrantly as illusive lotus.

O Lord of the divine game,
in an illusory and deceptive style
You come and go sweetness filled.

The nebula in the blue sky,
remains ever smeared with sandal
and Your sweet language of love
is marked with melody and tune.

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You have such deep love for me!
Your far away smile fills me with new aspirations.

The lotuses in Your divine game
are moving as lively as ever
stirred by the vibrations of ocean waves.
In this sweet game
You are the moving consciousness.

The language of Your love
is filled with the melodies of the blue sky.
The distant nebula remain ever sweetened
intoxicated by the fragrance and coolness of sandalwood.







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