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298 (28/02/1983) D


ESE CHILE PRABHU MEGHA
GARJANE GHANAGHOR VARŚÁY

ÁTAP KLIŚT́A DHARÁ PELO
ÁJI TOMÁKE NÚTAN BHAROSÁYA
MOR MANER KALÁPGULI
SHATA TÁLE NECE JÁYA

BHÁŚÁHÁRÁ SAḾLÁPA BHÁŚÁ
PEYE ASIIMER PÁNE DHÁYA
ÁJ TOMÁKE PÁIÁ HIYÁ UPACIÁ
DISHÁ DOLE DYOTANÁYA
DASH DISHÁ DOLE DYOTANÁYA

ÁJ MOR KARIBÁR KICHU NÁI
TANMAYA HOYE TAVA RÚP DEKHE JÁI
ÁJ, TANMAYA HOYE TAVA RÚP DEKHE JÁI
TRILOKERA KŚUDHÁ, TRIVIDERA SUDHÁ
EK HOYE MISHE JÁY

ESE CHILE PRABHU MEGHA
GARJANE GHANAGHOR VARŚÁY


O Lord,
You came with the thunder of clouds
and heavy rains.

In You, the heated and fatigued earth
today found new consolation.

The peacock tail of my mind
goes on dancing in hundreds of rhythms.

The language devoid dialogue found new speech
and now flows on towards Infinity.

Attaining You,
my heart today overflows.
In all ten directions,
I find a stir of effulgence.

Today, there is nothing left for me to do.
Lost in enchantment,
I merely contemplate Your form.

Today, the hunger of all three worlds
and the nectar of all three realms
merged into one.









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