2705 (19/05/1985) D


KAYE JÁO PRABHU ANANTA KATHÁ
NIKHILER KÁNE GÁNE GÁNE

BHÁVE TÁLE LAYE GECHO EK HOYE
MISHIÁ RAYECHO PRÁŃE PRÁŃE
NIKHILER KÁNE GÁNE GÁNE

AVÁRITA TAVA LIILÁ KHELÁ CALE
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AVÁRITA TAVA LIILÁ KHELÁ CALE
ANTARIKŚE PÁVAKE SALILE
MARU BÁLUKÁR PRACAND́ÁNALE
JÁNÁ NÁ JÁNÁR ABHIJINÁNE
NIKHILER KÁNE GÁNE GÁNE

LIILÁ AVAVÁHIKÁ MUKTA APÁR
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LIILÁ AVAVÁHIKÁ MUKTA APÁR
BUDDHI BODHIR SIIMÁ MÁNE HÁR
PRIITI BHÁJANER SE KAŃT́HA HÁR
UDDVEL UDADHIR UJÁNE
NIKHILER KÁNE GÁNE GÁNE

KAYE JÁO PRABHU ANANTA KATHÁ
NIKHILER KÁNE GÁNE GÁNE







Keep telling the story of the infinite,
O Lord,
whispering it into everyone’s ears,
through song after song.

So that theme, rhythm and melody
may unify heart after heart.

Your divine game goes on unbarred,
flowing into the cosmic arena,
past fundamental factors such as the luminous and liquid factors,
it pervades the intense heat of the desert sand,

amidst a realisation beyond knowing and not knowing.

The flow of Your liila is free and unlimited.
Intellect and intuition too reach their limits and accept defeat.
The garland of the beloved remains restless like a tide in the ocean.