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OGO, PRABHU, TOMÁR LIILÁ APÁR
BOJHÁR BUDDHI NEIKO ÁMÁR

JÁ DÁO MORE BHÁLO TARE
CÁILE MANDA TÁKÁO NÁ ÁR
BOJHÁR BUDDHI NEIKO ÁMÁR

TOMÁR LIIÁR RASE BHESE JÁI
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TOMÁR LIIÁR RASE BHESE JÁI
TOMÁRAI BALE BHÁŚÁ PÁI
TOMÁR SURE TAVA GIITI PÁI
DUHKHE SUKHE HOLE VYATHÁ BHÁR
BOJHÁR BUDDHI NEIKO ÁMÁR

ÁMÁR PRIYA SABÁR PRIYA
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ÁMÁR PRIYA SABÁR PRIYA
MARMERI ÁDARAŃIIYA
SAPTA LOKE VARAŃIIYA
NITYA KÁLER TUMI SUDHÁ SÁR
BOJHÁR BUDDHI NEIKO ÁMÁR

OGO, PRABHU, TOMÁR LIILÁ APÁR
BOJHÁR BUDDHI NEIKO ÁMÁR







Your divine game, Your Liila, is unlimited.
I have no intellect to understand it.

Whatever You give, is for my good.
My mean desires, You ignore.

I keep floating in the flow
of Your divine game, of Your Liila.
Due to Your power only,
I obtain language to speak.
Along Your tune,
I sing Your song.
And whether there be pain or pleasure,
I forget that load of agony.

You are dear to me and dear to all.
You are respected from everyone’s core.
You are revered in all the seven strata of existence.
You are the essence of nectar in eternal time.