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121 (18/11/1982) D


ÁMI SHARAT SAKÁLE SHISHIRETE DHUE
SHEFÁLIR MÁLÁ GENTHECHI
ÁMI, SHEFÁLIR MÁLÁ GENTHECHI

SÁJÁBO JATANE TOMÁR CARAŃE
EI SÁDH NIYE ESECHI
SHEFÁLIR MÁLÁ GENTHECHI
ÁMI, SHEFÁLIR MÁLÁ GENTHECHI

TAKHAN, SÁDÁ MEGHA RÁSHI ÁKÁSHETE BHÁSI
CALECHILO MADHU MÁKHIÁ, TAKHAN
DULITE CHILO SE SURABHI RABHASE
KAMAL KUMUD HÁSIÁ
ÁMI SEI PARIVESHE BASIÁ ÁVESHE
MÁLÁGULI MOR GENTHECHI

SHEFÁLIR MÁLÁ GENTHECHI
ÁMI, SHEFÁLIR MÁLÁ GENTHECHI

MÁLÁGULI MOR GÁNTHÁ NAY SHUDHU
JHARÁ SHEFÁLIKÁ KUŔÁE
ÁCHE MAMATÁR GIITI PRABHÁTER PRIITI
PRATI PÁPAŔTE JAŔÁYE
ÁMI SÁRÁ SAKÁLT́I SAB KÁJ PHELE
MÁLÁGULI MOR GENTHECHI
SHUDHU MRIDU HESE SHUDHU BHÁLOBESE
TOMÁR LÁGIÁ ENECHI

SHEFÁLIR MÁLÁ GENTHECHI
ÁMI, SHEFÁLIR MÁLÁ GENTHECHI


In the autumn morning I have treaded
a garland of night jasmine flowers washed in dewdrops.
With this desire alone, I have come.


I have threaded a garland of night jasmine flowers
when the white clouds were floating in the sky above,
as if covered with honey.


The smiling lilies and loti
swayed with fragrant bliss.
Sitting in that atmosphere, intoxicated with joy,
I threaded a garland for You.

But my garlands are not simply woven
by picking up fallen flowers,
for, mingled with each petal,
is a song of compassion and the love of the dawn.

The whole morning, neglecting all my work,
I have brought this garlands for You.
With a gentle laugh, with a heart full of love.









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