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2042 (07/11/1984) K


HEMANTE EI MADHU MÁYÁTE
KE ELE TUMI NISTABDHA RÁTE
ÁLO JVELE DILE MOR AMÁNISHÁTE
HEMANTE EI MADHU MÁYÁTE

ÁPANÁR BOLE MOR KEU CHILO NÁ
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
ÁPANÁR BOLE MOR KEU CHILO NÁ
VYATHÁR ASHRU KEU MÚCHÁITO NÁ
NIIRAVE DÚ HÁT DIYE ÁNKHI DILE MUCHÁYE
VYATHÁ DILE BHÚLÁYE NIMEŚE
HEMANTE EI MADHU MÁYÁTE

KE GO TUMI PRIYA JANA ÁJAO JÁNI NÁ
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
KE GO TUMI PRIYA JANA ÁJAO JÁNI NÁ
PARICAYA JÁNITE MAN CÁHE NÁ
ETA T́UKU JÁNI ÁMI MOR SÁTHE ÁCHO TUMI
CHILE THEKE JÁBE KÁLE KÁLÁTIITE
HEMANTE EI MADHU MÁYÁTE


Who are You who came kindling light in my darkness,
during this post autumnal, prewinter period?
You came on a silent night, playing sweetly.

There is none else I could have called my own.
None else was there to wipe my tears of agony.

Extending both Your hands,
You wiped the tears from both my eyes,
instantly making me forget my pain.

Who is that beloved one?
Till today I do not know,
and neither does my mind want to get introduced to him.

But this much do I know:
that You are with me,
that You were with me
and that You will remain with me,
within and beyond the periphery of time.






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