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1203 (31/01/1983) K


MOR, KANT́HE JE SÁMARTHYA DIYECHO
TÁTE D́EKE JÁI TOMÁY D́EKE JÁI

TUMI, ÁLOR NISHÁNÁ JÁ DEKHÁIYECHO
TÁTE CALE JÁI PATH CALE JÁI
TOMÁY D́EKE JÁI

SÁGARE PAR PÁRE JE LOKA BHÁSE
ÁNDHÁRER BUK CIRE JE ÁLO HÁSE
SABETE TUMI ÁCHO BHAYA NÁHI PÁI
JÁNI BHAYA PÁOÁR KONO KICHU NÁI
TOMÁY D́EKE JÁI

MOR, KANT́HE JE SÁMARTHYA DIYECHO
TÁTE D́EKE JÁI TOMÁY D́EKE JÁI

JE MADHU JHARENI ÁJO KORAKE ÁCHE
JE BHÁŚÁ SARENI ÁJO MANE RAYECHE
TOMÁTE SABÁI ÁCHE SUKHE GHUMIYE ÁCHE
TUMI CÁHILEI SABÁKÁRE PÁI
NITE CHUT́E JÁI, TOMÁY D́EKE JÁI

MOR, KANT́HE JE SÁMARTHYA DIYECHO
TÁTE D́EKE JÁI TOMÁY D́EKE JÁI


With whatever capacity
You bestowed to my throat,
I shall continue calling You.

The beacon of light that You showed,
towards it,
I continue to move on the path.

The world that appears
on the other side of the ocean,
the light that shines,
piercing through the bosom of darkness,
in all that,
You exist.
And therefore, I fear none.

I know that there is no point in fearing.
The honey that remained unconsumed
survives in the bud even today.

The language that did not fade
still survives in the mind.

Within You,
all exist,
happily sleeping.

By Your wish,
I move forward with speed,
taking all with me,
in the glory of Your attainment.










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