BUJHI NÁ KII JE HOLO KE JENO MANE ELO
RAḾGA DHARIYE MANE SARE GELO
JÁNITE NÁHI DILO KI TÁR KATHÁ CHILO
KENO SE EI BHÁVE ESECHILO
RAḾGA DHARIYE MANE SARE GELO
ÁKÁSHE CHILO ÁLO LAGACHILO BHÁLO
ÁKÁSHE CHILO ÁLO LAGACHILO BHÁLO
ÁKÁSHE CHILO ÁLO LAGACHILO BHÁLO
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ÁKÁSHE CHILO ÁLO LAGACHILO BHÁLO
RAḾGA DHARIYE MANE SARE GELO
MALAY PAVANE KOTHÁ SE HÁRÁLO
BOLE GELO MORE BHÚLINI TOMÁRE
JATA GLÁNI CHILO MUCHE PHELO
RAḾGA DHARIYE MANE SARE GELO
DIN JATA JÁY SE SMRITI JHALAKÁY
DIN JATA JÁY SE SMRITI JHALAKÁY
DIN JATA JÁY SE SMRITI JHALAKÁY
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DIN JATA JÁY SE SMRITI JHALAKÁY
ÁR SE MOR PÁSHE PUNAH NÁ ELO HÁY
ÁSHÁY ÁCHI JEGE BASIYÁ YUGE YUGE
KENO E BHÁVE MANE NÁŔÁ DILO
BUJHI NÁ KII JE HOLO KE JENO MANE ELO
RAḾGA DHARIYE MANE SARE GELO
I could not understand what had happened.
Who came into my mind
and, colouring my mind,
went away?
He did not allow me to know Him.
Why did He come like that?
There was light in the sky,
which appeared pleasant.
In the sandal breeze,
where did He get lost?
He told me:
”I have not forgotten You.
Wipe away all Your agonies.”
With the days passing by,
that memory appears.
Alas, He did not come to me again.
With that hope,
I sit and remain awake, age after age.
Why did He stir my mind this way?