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1039 (27/11/1983) K


NIRJAN KÁNANE ÁMÁRE REKHE GELE
KÁR BHAROSÁY BOLO KÁR BHAROSÁYA

EKALÁ BASE BASE KÁNDIYÁ KÁL JE KÁT́E
VYATHÁY HRIDAY MURACHÁYA
KÁR BHAROSÁY BOLO KÁR BHAROSÁYA

PHÚLER SAUNGE THÁKE KÁHÁR PRÁŃER MADHU
ÁMÁR SAKAL MADHU NIYE GELE OGO BANDHU
KON SUDURE ALAKÁYA
KÁR BHAROSÁY BOLO KÁR BHAROSÁY

MANE JÁGE EKI KATHÁ NÁBOLÁ HIYÁR VYATHÁ
JE VYATHÁY MISHIÁCHE PRÁŃ BHARÁ VYÁKULATÁ
BHULIÁ JÁ NÁHI BHOLÁ JÁYA
KÁR BHAROSÁY BOLO KÁR BHAROSÁYA


With what support did You leave me
in this lonely forest?
Please tell me.

Sitting alone,
I am crying
and passing time.
My heart sinks with pain.

The flowers contain their own vital honey within,
but, O companion, You took away all my honey
to some distant heavenly world.

In my mind only one matter appears:
the silent pain of my heart,
mingled with restlessness.
It cannot be forgotten even if I attempted to.

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Under whose confidence am I left alone
in this isolated garden?
I pass the days sitting in lamentation.
My heart faints in torments.

Sweetness is always hidden in flowers.
Yet, all my sweetness has vanished.
O, my own one, where am I left?
In which far distant heaven
and under whose care?

In me, this issue reappears again and again.
An untold heartbeatings sways my mind,
churning an inner longing in the core of my heart.
I cannot forget this forgetfulness of Yours.









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