TOMÁR KATHÁ SHUNE SHUNE
KÁCHE PETE MOR MAN JE CÁY
KATA DÚRE ÁCHO TUMI NÁHI
JÁNI BHAVANÁ HOYE
TOMÁR KATHÁ SHUNE SHUNE
KÁCHE PETE MOR MAN JE CÁY
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KATA LOKE KATA BOLE
SHÁSTRA NÁNÁ PATHE CALE
ÁMI BHÁSI ÁNKHI JALE
BUJHE NÁ PÁI KII UPÁY
TOMÁR KATHÁ SHUNE SHUNE
KÁCHE PETE MOR MAN JE CÁY
KRPÁ TOMÁR BHAROSÁ ÁMÁR
JENO ÁMI NIRUPÁY
TOMÁR KATHÁ SHUNE SHUNE
KÁCHE PETE MOR MAN JE CÁY
Listening again and again to stories about You,
my mind longs to find You close.
How far away from me You exist,
I do not know.
Yet, some feeling is there.
Different people speak differently.
The scriptures go in different directions.
I float in tears,
not understanding what the proper way is.
Your grace is what I rely on.
You know that I am helpless.