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1260 (17/02/1984) K


MARUR JAHÁJ CALE MÁRAVA DVIIPE
E KII RÚPA AVANII TALE

JIIVANER SAB SURE SEI JÁY KÁJ KARE
DINE RÁTE SÁNJHE SAKÁLE
E KII RÚPA AVANII TALE

SABUJ HETHÁY HOYECHE RUKŚA
DHARAŃII HOYECHE KICHU RIKŚA
BUJHIBÁ VASUDHÁ PÁSHARIYÁ KAKŚA
NECE CALE NABHONIILE
E KII RÚPA AVANII TALE

VIHAG NIVÁS BÁBUL BADARI GHERÁ
KÚJAN KÁKALI MANER MÁDHURI BHARÁ
E MÁYÁ KÁNANE MAN HOYE JÁY SACETAN
MÁNAVA MAMATÁ PARE PRATIPALE
E KII RÚPA AVANII TALE

MARUR JAHÁJ CALE MÁRAV DVIIPE
E KII RÚPA AVANII TALE


The ship of sand moves on in desert islands.
What beauty on this earth!

It performs all actions
in all tunes of life,
day and night,
mornings and evenings.

The greenness here turns dry,
the earth becomes coloured in the colour of a bear.

It dances on in the blue sky,
as though forgetting its track.

The birds nests become surrounded by fatherly clouds,
and chirping sounds fill sweetness into minds.


In this illusive garden
my mind is ever alert with consciousness.
For, human affection displays itself each moment.









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