2613 (22/04/1985) D


ÁLOKER PATH DHARE
JÁRÁ GIYE CHILO DÚRE
HE PRABHU RAYECHO BHARE
TOMÁRAI ANTARE

HÁRÁYECHI BHÁVÁ BHÚL
DOLE JE DODUL DUL
SMRITIR DRÁGHIMÁ PARE
TÁHÁRÁ SAORA KARE
TOMÁRI ANTARE

HÁRÁI HÁRÁI SADÁI BHÁVIYÁ THÁKI
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
HÁRÁI HÁRÁI SADÁI BHÁVIYÁ THÁKI
YADIO KICHUHÁRÁY NÁ THÁKE NÁ BÁKII
TUMI ÁCHO JABE MAHÁ TÁŃD́AVE
SAḾGE NIYE SABÁRE
TOMÁRI ANTARE

ÁLOKE TUMI RAYECHO
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
ÁLOKE TUMI RAYECHO
ÁNDHÁR RANDHRE ÁCHO
ABHÁVE O BHÁVE SMITA ANUBHAVE
DHVANICHO MARMA TÁRE
TOMÁRI ANTARE

ÁLOKER PATH DHARE
JÁRÁ GIYE CHILO DÚRE
HE PRABHU RAYECHO BHARE
TOMÁRI ANTARE







Holding on to the path of effulgence,
those who have come a long way,
occupy a place within You.

To think that they are lost is a mistake.
They vibrate still on that oscillating swing,
on the latitude of memory,
along the rays of the sun.

Amidst those never ending and ever recurring losses,
I wonder what there is that does not get lost.

You exist with the great Tandava dance,
taking along with You the entire world.

You remain in light
and in the pores of darkness.
Whether there be shortage and abundance of devotion,
with a subtle smile,

You resonate within everyone’s core.