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2216 (13/12/1984) K


KATA D́EKECHI KATA KENDECHI
TABU ELE NÁ KÁCHE HE PRIYA MOR

KATHÁ KAYECHI VYATHÁ SHUNIYECHI
KOTHÁ DIYE HOYE JE GECHE NISHI BHOR
TABU ELE NÁ KÁCHE HE PRIYA MOR

EKAT́I VYATHÁ SHUDHU RAYECHE ÁMÁR
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
EKAT́I VYATHÁ SHUDHU RAYECHE ÁMÁR
ÁMÁR TUMI CHONYÁ PÁI NÁ TOMÁR
TUMI ÁCHO KATA DÚRE KON PAYODHIR PÁRE
KEMANE TOMÁY BÁNDHI DIYE PHÚL D́OR
TABU ELE NÁ KÁCHE HE PRIYA MOR

LIILÁR CHALNÁ ÁR KARO NÁ PRABHU
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
LIILÁR CHALNÁ ÁR KARO NÁ PRABHU
TAVA SÁTHE JUJHITE PÁRI KI KABHÚ
ÁMI SHUDHU BHÁLOBÁSI TOMÁ TARE KÁNDI HÁSI
TAVA BHÁVENÁY ÁMI THÁKI VIBHOR

TABU ELE NÁ KÁCHE HE PRIYA MOR

KATA D́EKECHI KATA KENDECHI
TABU ELE NÁ KÁCHE HE PRIYA MOR


O Beloved,
much have I called You,
much have I cried,
yet, You did not come close to me.

I have told about myself,
I have listened to agonies,
and in this process,
night turned into morning.

I am left with only one agony:
Though You are mine,
I am unable to touch You.
How far, and beyond which ocean, do You remain from me?
How can I tie You with the thread of love?


Do not create delusion anymore,
O Lord.
How can I ever struggle with You?
I just love, laugh and cry for You.
In Your ideation, I am fully absorbed.








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