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2051 (09/11/1984) D


ESO MOR GHARE
ESO GHARE MOR
TOMÁR KATHÁI DIVÁ NISHI BHÁVI
TAVA BHÁVANÁY ÁCHI VIBHOR
ESO MOR GHARE
ESO GHARE MOR

VIDYÁ BUDDHI NEIKO ÁMÁR
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
VIDYÁ BUDDHI NEIKO ÁMÁR
NEI SAINCITA PUŃYER BHÁR
SHUDHU BHÁLOBÁSI SHUDHU BHÁVE BHÁSI
BHEVE BHEVE NISHI HOYE JE BHOR
ESO MOR GHARE
ESO GHARE MOR

JE PRIITI ÁMÁR CHILO KISHALAY
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
JE PRIITI ÁMÁR CHILO KISHALAY
SHYÁMAL PATRE PELO PARICAY
TUMI TÁRE PRIYA NIJA KARE CHUNYO
TÁTE BENDHE DIO PRIITI D́OR
ESO MOR GHARE
ESO GHARE MOR


Come to my home.
I think about You day and night,
always engrossed in Your thought.

I have neither skill nor intellect.
I don't have an accumulation of good samskaras.
I simply love and only float in Your ideation.
And thus thinking the whole night through, morning comes.

My love was like a tender leave
and matured into a green leave.
O dear,
by the touch of Your own hand
You tied me with the thread of love.







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