ÁKÁSHA ÁJI ÁLOY BHARÁ
VÁTÁSA MADHUMAYA
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MANER KOŃE SAḾGOPANE
SE BANDHU KII CÁY
VÁTÁS MADHUMAYA
SAB KICHU CÁI DITE TÁRE
KAY NÁ SE TO KICHUI MORE
SMITA HÁSI SUDHÁY
JHARESE ÁNANDA MAYA
VÁTÁS MADHUMAYA
SAB RITUTEI SE RITURÁJA
MÁNAS VEDIIR RÁJÁDHIRÁJA
NEVE ELO NIJEI SE ÁJ
PRIITIR PÚRŃIMÁYA
VÁTÁS MADHUMAYA
ÁKÁSHA ÁJI ÁLOY BHARÁ
VÁTÁS MADHUMAYA
The sky is full of light,
the air sweetened.
In the recess of my mind,
what does that friend of mine secretly desire?
I want to offer Him my all,
though He does not tell me what He wants.
That embodiment of bliss
flows nectar through smiles and laughter.
During this best season ever,
the King of kings of my mental altar,
today came to me,
clad as full moon of love.