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3120 (05/09/1985) K (krs’n’a)


KE GO GÁN SHONÁLE ÁMÁY,
KII BOLO TAVA PARICAYA

MOHAN BÁNSHI ÁR MADHUR HÁSI
VÁN ÁNE MAN YAMUNÁY,
KII BOLO TAVA PARICAYA

BÁNSHI BÁJE YUGE YUGE NITYA VRAJE ÁVEGE
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BÁNSHI BÁJE YUGE YUGE NITYA VRAJE ÁVEGE
MAN KE MÁTIYE DIYE PHÁGUNER RÁUNGÁ PHÁGE
PRIITI MAINJARI KATHÁ KAYA,
KII BOLO TAVA PARICAYA

NITYA BHÁVE TUMI SHÁSHVATA ANUBHAVA
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NITYA BHÁVE TUMI SHÁSHVATA ANUBHAVA
ASHEŚA LIILÁ RASE BHÁVA DHÁRÁ ABHINAVA
PALAKETE NECE CALO PULAKETE UCCHALA
TOMÁY BOJHÁ SOJÁ NAYA,
KII BOLO TAVA PARICAYA

KE GO GÁN SHONÁLE ÁMÁY,
KII BOLO TAVA PARICAYA


Who sings song to me, what is Your identity? Your charming flute and sweet smile brings
flood in the mental river Yamuna’. The flute sounds in ages after ages with impulse in
the ever arena of Vraja. It intoxicates the mind with the play of colours in this spring
season. The buds of love speak out. You are ever new feeling in the eternal ideation, with
endless flow of divine game, liila’, with new flow of ideation. In a moment You start
dancing vibrant with joy. It is not simple to understand You.


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