EI VAN VIITHIKÁY PUŚPA MÁYÁY
NIJE ESE DHARÁ DILE ÁMÁY
JE KATHÁ BOLILE JÁHÁ SHIKHÁILE
SMRITI PAT́E DHARE REKHECHI TÁY
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BHÚLITE PÁRI NÁ SE TITHIR KATHÁ
MAMATÁ MÁKHÁNO SEI PRÁŃIINATÁ
MÁNAS KUSUME MÁSA RITU KRAME
SNIGDHA KARI TÁ BHÁLOBÁSÁY
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ÁMÁR MÁJHÁRE PEYECHI TOMÁRE
ETA DIN VRITHÁ KHUNJECHI BÁHIRE
MANER GAHANE VIJANE GOPANE
PÚRŃA KARECHI SAB ÁSHÁY
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EI VAN VIITHIKÁY PUŚPA MÁYÁY
NIJE ESE DHARÁ DILE ÁMÁY
With the charm of flowers
that pervades this garden lane,
You came, flooding my being.
Whatever You taught
whatever You told,
I retained it all on my mental plate.
I cannot forget the event of that day,
when my heart became coated with love.
I maintain my mental flower soft with love,
throughout the seasons and months.
After all these days
of useless search in the external world,
I attained You within.
I have now achieved all my aspirations
in the depth of mind,
secretly and in solitude.