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184 (08/01/1983) D


RUNU JHUNU JHUNU RAVE
PRÁŃBHARÁ SAORABHE

SE ESECHE HRIDAY KE UDDVEL KARIÁ
HRIDAY KE UDDVEL KARIÁ
VIIŃÁR JHANKÁRE ÁKUL KARILO MORE
MOHAN KE MANO MÁJHE DHARIÁ

UJÁŔ KARIÁ DÁO JATA KICHU MALINATÁ
NIHSHEŚKARE DÁO JAD́ATÁR SAHVIRATÁ
BHULE JÁO VYATHÁHATA SAB KICHU DÚR GATA
MOHAN KE SHATA RÚPE HERIÁ

ÁJ SAB BHÁŚÁ SAB VÁK NIIRAVE CALIÁ JÁK
MAN CORE BÁRE BÁRE SMARIÁ


With jingling bells and a heart pleasing aroma,
He came, making my heart overflow with love.

The resonance of lyres
made me yearn for that divine one
who permeates my mind.

Obliterating all inner tarnish
and infirmities of matter,
I shall forget all pain,
and watch the divine one display His forms.

Today, all words of all languages quietly fade away,
as we ever remember the stealer of minds.








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