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2089 (18/11/1984) D


TOMÁKE CENÁ NÁHI JÁY
JAKHANAI BHÁVI CINIÁ NIYÁCHI
CETANÁ KE D́HÁKE TAMASÁY
TOMÁKE CENÁ NÁHI JÁY

TAVA DUNDUBHI BÁJIÁ CALECHE
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TAVA DUNDUBHI BÁJIÁ CALECHE
TAVA DUNDUBHI BÁJIÁ CALECHE
PHÚLER PARÁG TOMÁTE HÁSICHE
SABÁR ANTE DEKHI EKÁNTE
SABAI HOYE THÁKE TAVA KRPÁY
TOMÁKE CENÁ NÁHI JÁY

ÁMÁR BOLITE KONO KICHU NÁI
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ÁMÁR BOLITE KONO KICHU NÁI
ÁMÁR BOLITE KONO KICHU NÁI
ÁMÁR BHÁVÁI APARÁDHA TÁI
SABE JÁCE TAVA KARUŃÁY
TOMÁKE CENÁ NÁHI JÁY


It is impossible to recognise You.

As soon as I think I have recognised You,
darkness envelops my consciousness.

Your trumpet keeps blowing.
The flower pollen smiles within You.

In the end, in solitude,
I realise that everything happens by Your grace.

Nothing really belongs to me.
The thought of possession is in fact a sin.
Hence all seek Your mercy.






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