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253 (03/02/1983) D


ÁMÁR, MANER MUKURE
ÁMÁR MANER MUKURE
PRÁŃ D́HÁLÁ SURE
TAVA GÁN BHESE ESE CHILO

ÁMI NÁ CÁHITE
ÁMI NÁ CÁHITE ÁMÁR CITTE
NIJE ESE DHARÁ DIYE CHILO
BHULITE PÁRI NÁ
SE SUR SAMBHÁR
BHULITE PÁRI NÁ SE SUR SAMBHÁR
ÁJ O SE ÁMÁRE D́ÁKE BÁRE BÁR
SE JE ÁMÁR HIYÁY TOMÁR HIYÁY
BANDHAN SETU GAŔHE CHILO
TAVA GÁN BHESE ESE CHILO

ÁMÁR SAKAL MAMATÁ
SAB VYÁKULATÁ
ÁMÁR SAKAL MAMATÁ SAB VYÁKULATÁ
ÁMÁR SAKAL MAMATÁ SAB VYÁKULATÁ
TAVA SURE BEJE UT́HE CHILO
TAVA GÁN BHESE ESE CHILO


Into the mirror of my mind,
with a lively melody,
Your song came floating.

Even without seeking it,
it came and got caught by my mind.
I am unable to forget that intensity of melody,
still calling me time and again even today.

It created a joining bridge
between Your heart and mine.
All my attachments and all my restlessness
were tamed by Your melody.







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