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3071 (27/08/1985) D


KATA KÁCHE CHILO SE JE,
ÁJ KE KATA DÚR
SE KII PHIRABE NÁ KÁCHE ÁSABE NÁ

ÁJO ÁCHE MANER MÁJHE
SMRITITE BHARAPÚR
KATHÁ SE KI KAIBE NÁ,
SE KII PHIRABE NÁ KÁCHE ÁSABE NÁ

KATA SHARAT VASANTA RÁT,
ÁÁ
KATA SHARAT VASANTA RÁT,
KATA PRADOŚA KATA PRABHÁT
CHILO SÁTHE CHANDE METE,
ÁR KI SE GÁN GÁIBE NÁ
SE KII PHIRABE NÁ KÁCHE ÁSABE NÁ

RODER BELÁ CHÁYÁR BELÁ,
ÁÁ
RODER BELÁ CHÁYÁR BELÁ,
KARECHE SUKH DUHKHER KHELÁ
JHAINJHÁVÁTE VAJRA PÁTE,
TÁR KI GHUM ÁR BHÁUNGABE NÁ
SE KII PHIRABE NÁ KÁCHE ÁSABE NÁ

KATA KÁCHE CHILO SE JE,
ÁJ KE KATA DÚR
SE KII PHIRABE NÁ KÁCHE ÁSABE NÁ


How close He was then, and today how far.

Won’t He return and sit close?

He is there saturating my memories,
in my mind.

Why doesn’t He say anything?

Many winter and spring nights,
many mornings and evenings slipped by
when He was with me,
when I was drunk on rhythm.

Won’t He sing any more?

In sunshine and in shade,
He plays His game of pleasure and pain,
like storms of lightning.

Won’t His sleep ever be broken?








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