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270 (17/02/1983) D


TOMÁR KATHÁ ÁMI BHÁVI
BÁRE BÁRE BHÁVI BÁRE BÁRE

TUMI CHÁŔÁ KE BÁ BHÁLOBÁSE
MORE BHÁLOBÁSE MORE
TOMÁR KATHÁ ÁMI

RÁTRI JAKHAN HÁRÁYE JÁY
PRABHÁT RAVIR ARUŃ ÁBHÁY
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
RÁTRI JAKHAN HÁRÁYE JÁY
PRABHÁT RAVIR ARUŃ ÁBHÁY
SEI RAUNGETEI ÁMI JE PÁI
TOMÁR PARASH TOMÁR SUDHÁY

TOMÁR KATHÁ ÁMI BHÁVI
BÁRE BÁRE BHÁVI BÁRE BÁRE

TOMÁR KATHÁ ÁMI
SÁNJHER RAVI HÁT CHÁNI
DEY D́EKE D́EKE BOLITE CÁY
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
SÁNJHER RAVI HÁT CHÁNI
DEY D́EKE D́EKE BOLITE CÁY
KABHU ÁMI NAYKO EKÁ
TUMI ÁCHO DEKHO ÁMÁY

TOMÁR KATHÁ ÁMI BHÁVI
BÁRE BÁRE BHÁVI BÁRE BÁRE

TUMI CHÁŔÁ KE BÁ
BHÁLOBÁSE MORE BHÁLOBÁSE MORE

TOMÁR KATHÁ ÁMI BHÁVI
BÁRE BÁRE BHÁVI BÁRE BÁRE


About Your attributes,
I keep on thinking time and again.
Other then You,
who else does love me?

When the night
turns into the crimson effulgence
of the morning sun,
in that colour,
I find Your touch and divine nectar.

The sun at dusk, beckons me over
and wants to speak to me.
It calls me from afar.

I am never alone.
You are always there, ever looking after me.







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