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EI, GHAN NABH NIILE ELE
PRIITI BHARÁ HRDAYE
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MÁSA RITU SÁL SAB DÚRE PHELE
AKÁLER NILAYE
PRIITI BHARÁ HRIDAYE
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PHÁGUNE MÁDHAVI MANE TUMI SURABHI
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PHÁGUNE MÁDHAVI MANE TUMI SURABHI
ÁGUNE PALÁSH VANE RAUNGIIN CHAVI
JÁHÁ JÁNI JÁHÁ NÁ JÁNI TUMII SABAI
ÁJ DILE JÁNIYE
PRIITI BHARÁ HRIDAYE
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NIDÁGHER UTTÁPE TUMII ULKÁ
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NIDÁGHER UTTÁPE TUMII ULKÁ
SHARATE RÚPÁLI MEGHE BHÁSÁ BALÁKÁ
VASANTE NAVA KISHALAYE D́HÁKÁ
PATHE CALO EGIYE
PRIITI BHARÁ HRIDAYE
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EI, GHAN NABH NIILE ELE
PRIITI BHARÁ HRDAYE
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From amidst the densely deep blue sky
You came to my home with a love filled heart.

You came untimely,
ignoring months, seasons and years.

During spring,
in the mind of the madhavii flowers,
You are the fragrance.
You are the colourful panorama of red fire in the palash forest.
You encompass whatever I know and whatever I do not know.
You are everything

and made it known today.

You are the hot meteorite carrying the sun’s heat.
You are the swan, gliding through the sky like a silvery cloud in autumn.
Covering the earth with the new leaves during spring, You move forward.