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2044 (07/11/1984) K


TUMI ESO MOR NILAYE
TOMÁR TARE PRADIIP DHARE
PAL GUŃE JÁI ÁSHÁ NIYE
TUMI ESO MOR NILAYE

TOMÁR ÁMÁR CENÁ SHONÁ
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
TOMÁR ÁMÁR CENÁ SHONÁ
KATA YUGERA TÁO JÁNI NÁ
KÁLÁNTAREO BUJHIBE NÁ
TRITIIYA KEU KONO UPÁYE
TUMI ESO MOR NILAYE

OTAH YOGERA EI PARICAYA
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
OTAH YOGERA EI PARICAYA
BHÁŚÁY VYAKTA HOVÁR TÁ NAY
DARSHANE VIJINÁNE NÁ PÁI
E SAMÁCÁR KONO SAMAYE
TUMI ESO MOR NILAYE


Come to my home.
For You,
I keep holding the lamp.
I am counting moments,
in the hope that You may come.

For how many ages our relationship has been going on,
I do not know

and neither will I know in future.

There is no third person to understand it in any way.
This intimate relation of ours

is of ota yoga, the union of individual association.

Language fails to express our closeness.
Neither will it ever be possible to find anything about it,
either in philosophy nor in science.







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