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219 (20/01/1983) D


KON, BHULE JÁOÁ BHORE
MADHUMÁKHÁ SVARE
D́EKE CHILE MORE, OGO DEVATÁ

BHULE JÁOÁ BHORE
KON, BHULE JÁOÁ BHORE
JAŔETE BADHIRA PRÁŃER ASTHIRA
SHUNINI SE D́ÁK TAVA VÁRATÁ
BHULE JÁOÁ BHORE

KON, BHULE JÁOÁ BHORE
D́EKE CHILE MORE ÁKÁSHE VÁTÁSE
D́EKE CHILE MORE ÁKÁSHE VÁTÁSE
SARITÁRA SURE PHULER SUVÁSE
SHISHUR SUHÁSE TARUŃER UCCHVÁSE
DHARAŃIRA RÚPE BHARÁ MÁDAKATÁ
D́EKE CHILE MORE, OGO DEVATÁ

GEYE JÁO TUMI MAMATÁRA VÁŃII
SABÁKÁR LÁGI OGO VIDHÁTÁ
D́EKE CHILE MORE, OGO DEVATÁ


On which forgotten morning,
with a sweet impregnated voice,
did You call me?

Due to inertial deafness and a restless mind,
I could not hear that message.

You called me through sky and wind,
through the murmuring of the stream,
through the fragrance of the flower,
through the smile of the infant,
through the laughter of the youth
and through the enchanting beauty of the earth.

Continue singing Your affectionate words to all,
O Lord.








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