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259 (13/02/1983) D


PHÁGUNERA ÁGUN LÁGÁ
PALASH VANE KE ESE CHE

DEKHE JENO HOYE GO MANE
CINI CINI CENÁ ÁCHE
PHÁGUNERA ÁGUN LÁGÁ
PALASH VANE KE ESE CHE

NÁ JÁNIÁ BESECHI BHÁLO
TÁRI RAUNGE JVELECHI ÁLO
TÁRI BHÁVE VIBHOR HIYÁ
NECE CALE JÁY TÁRI KÁCHE

PHÁGUNERA ÁGUN LÁGÁ
PALASH VANE KE ESE CHE

DOŚA GUŃA NÁHI BUJHI
PARASH MAŃI PEYE GECHI
TÁI, MANERI MANJÚŚÁ MOR MADHU
MÁSE METE UT́HECHE

PHÁGUNERA ÁGUN LÁGÁ
PALASH VANE KE ESE CHE


Who came this spring season,
colouring the blooming pala'sh grove fire red?

On observation, in my mind,
He appears to be known.
Unknowingly, I have loved Him
and lighted a flame in His colour.

My heart is absorbed in His ideation.
It goes on dancing towards Him.

Without understanding good or bad,
I have found the touchstone.
In frenzy, the secret treasure of mind,
was attained this spring.








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