BHÚLECHO ÁMÁKE TUMI
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ÁSO JÁO KÁCHÁ KÁCHI PRAVÁHE NÁCI
MOR PÁNE PHIRE CÁO NÁ
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BASE ÁCHI PATHA CEYE ÁSÁRA ÁSHE
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BASE ÁCHI PATHA CEYE ÁSÁRA ÁSHE
PAL GUNI NINDA HÁRÁ PRATIT́I SHVÁSE
KENO ETO NIT́HUR MORE KARECHO VIDHUR
VYATHITER MANE VYATHÁ KENO BOJHO NÁ
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MOR KATHÁ KÁNE TOLO LIILÁ BHOLO
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MOR KATHÁ KÁNE TOLO LIILÁ BHOLO
ASAHÁY MANE ÁR KLESH NÁ D́HÁLO
TAVA KRPÁTE ÁCHI SADÁ KARUŃÁ JÁCI
E KATHÁ JENEO TUMI KI JÁNO NÁ
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BHÚLECHO ÁMÁKE TUMI
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You have forgotten me.
Hence You are unable to understand me.
You come and go,
flowing around me closely.
But why then don’t You look at me?
I am sitting here,
looking at the path with hopes of Your arrival,
counting moments and ever awake with each breath.
O merciless one,
why do You afflict pain on me?
Why don’t You understand my mental agony?
Listen to my story and forget the divine game.
Do not pour more pain onto this helpless mind.
I survive by Your grace,
and beg for Your mercy.
You know all this, don’t You?