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3110 (03/09/1985) K


VASANTERI MAINJARI,
NÚTANER ÁBHÁS ÁNE
CIR NÚTANER LUKOCURI,
SHONÁY SE GÁNE GÁNE
NÚTANER ÁBHÁS ÁNE

KÁNAN KUSUME HESE CÁY,
ÁÁ
KÁNAN KUSUME HESE CÁY,
VÁTÁSE SURABHI BHESE JÁY
ÁKÁSHE PÁPIYÁ GÁN GÁY,
NÚTANER SPANDANE,
NÚTANER ÁBHÁS ÁNE

NÚTAN SUDHÁ JHARE VASUDHÁR GÁY
ÁÁ
NÚTAN SUDHÁ JHARE VASUDHÁR GÁY
NÚTANER ÁLO BHARÁ COKHE SE TÁKÁY
MARME CIRA NÚTAN MURACHÁY
BRIHATER PRIITIR T́ÁNE,
NÚTANER ÁBHÁS ÁNE
VASANTERI MAINJARI,
NÚTANER ÁBHÁS ÁNE


The bunches of new leaves and buds
appear in spring,
and bring about an indistinct presence of the new.

Song after song,
the hide and seek play
of the ever new is praised.

The flowers in the garden want to smile,
and fragrance floats adrift in the air.
In the sky the nightingale sings along
to the vibration of the new.

Nectar flows afresh on the body of the earth,
whose eyes are filled with a new shine.
On the innermost core of my heart,
the attractive pull of the Great reflects itself.





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