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MAN NIKUINJE PUINJE PUINJE
ALI ÁSE JÁY KENO JÁNI NÁ

VASANTÁNILE CIT NABHONIILE
SE BALÁKÁ KENO D́ÁNÁ MELE NÁ
ALI ÁSE JÁY KENO JÁNI NÁ

CEYECHI TÁHÁRE SHABDE SPARSHE
SUHÁS ÁKÁSHE ATANU SUVÁSE
CEYECHI TÁHÁRE KETAKII RABHASE
CÁOÁ TARU KENO PHÚLE BHARE NÁ
ALI ÁSE JÁY KENO JÁNI NÁ

MAN NIKUINJE PUINJE PUINJE
ALI ÁSE JÁY KENO JÁNI NÁ

CEYECHI TÁHÁRE RÚPÁYITA RASE
GANDHA TARURA MANDA VÁTÁSE
KAYECHI TÁHÁRE SHVÁSE PRASHVÁSE
DYOTAMÁNATÁY SEI JE EŚÁŃÁ
ALI ÁSE JÁY KENO JÁNI NÁ

MAN NIKUINJE PUINJE PUINJE
ALI ÁSE JÁY KENO JÁNI NÁ

Into the arbour of my mind,
swarms of honeybees come and go,
what for, I do not know.

With the spring breeze,
in my mental blue sky,
the swan does not spread its wings.

I wanted Him in sound, in touch,
in the smiling sky and in intense fragrance.

I wanted Him in beautified flows,
and in the soft sandal breeze.

I speak to Him with each breath that I express.