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1107 (20/12/1983) D


TANDRÁHATA ÁNKHI PALLAVE
ÁLOR PARASHE JÁGÁLO KE
DAENYÁHATA MANOMANDIRE
PRADIIP JVÁLÁLE DIKE DIKE
ÁLOR PARASHE JÁGÁLO KE

MANER BHIITARE ÁLOK CHILO NÁ
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
MANER BHIITARE ÁLOK CHILO NÁ
SAMVIT BHARÁ CHILO NÁ SÁDHANÁ
RATNA MANJÚŚÁR DIIPE UDBHÁSITA
KARE DILE ÁMÁKE
ÁLOR PARASHE JÁGÁLO KE

PRÁŃER JOÁR CHILO NÁ ÁMÁR
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
PATH CALIVÁR KONO SAMBHÁR
GHAN GHOR GHUM BHÁNGÁIYÁCHILE
BOLILE SHUNITE TAVA D́ÁKE
ÁLOR PARASHE JÁGÁLO KE


Who awakened my drowsy eyelids
with a touch of light?

Who lighted lamps in each direction
of my poverty stricken mental temple?

There was no light inside my mind.
There was no spiritual practice of fulfilment.

Who illuminated me
with a glittering lamp of gems?

I had no tide in vitality,
neither any inspiration to move on the path.

Who woke me up,
breaking my intense and deep sleep,
and telling me to listen to His call?








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