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3090 (29/08/1985) K


E MADHU JYOTSNÁY ÁLOY BHESE JÁY
ÁKÁSHA VASUDHÁ EK SÁTHE

TUMI KI DHARÁ DEVE NIKAT́E ÁSIBE
MALAY VÁTE E SURABHITA RÁTE
ÁKÁSHA VASUDHÁ EK SÁTHE

PATH CEYE BASE ÁCHI YUGE YUGE
ÁÁ
PATH CEYE BASE ÁCHI YUGE YUGE
ÁSHÁ NIYE BUKE DIVÁ RÁTI JEGE
TUMI NÁHI ELE ÁSHÁ NÁ PÚRÁLE
KII PHAL E MÁLATI MÁLÁ GENTHE
ÁKÁSHA VASUDHÁ EK SÁTHE

MANER KATHÁ JÁNO ABUJHA HOYO NÁKO
ÁÁ
MANER KATHÁ JÁNO ABUJHA HOYO NÁKO
VYATHIIR VYATHÁ JENE LIILÁ KARO NÁKO
MARMA MÁJHE BASE ÁNKHI MELE HÁSO
KONO KŚATI KÁRO NEI TÁTE,
ÁKÁSHA VASUDHÁ EK SÁTHE


On these sweet moonbeams,
light floats down,
uniting earth and sky.

Lord, come close,
come to me on this night fragrant with sandalwood breeze.

I’ve been sitting here for such a long time, gazing at the path.

Day and night I wait, expectantly.

You didn’t come;
You didn’t fulfill my expectation.

What was the point of my making this garland of malatii flowers?

You know all about me,
don’t play ignorant.

Knowing the pain I’m in,
don’t resort to liila.

Sit in my heart,
and just look smilingly at me.
There is no harm in that.








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