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GÁNERI MÁJHÁRE PEYECHI TOMÁRE
SURERI DOLÁY TUMI DOLO

SAB CETANÁR TUMI SAMÁHÁR
AYUTA DHÁRÁY NECE CALO
SURERI DOLÁY TUMI DOLO

ATANDRA ÁNKHI DIVÁ GHANÁY ÁCHO
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ATANDRA ÁNKHI DIVÁ GHANÁY ÁCHO
MAMATÁ MADHU KE NIJEKE CHAŔIYECHO
CHANDE RÚPE RÁGE SATTÁ SAḾVEGE
BHÁVE BHÁVÁTIITE UDDVELO
SURERI DOLÁY TUMI DOLO

TOMÁR BÁHIRE KICHU NÁHI ÁCHE
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TOMÁR BÁHIRE KICHU NÁHI ÁCHE
TOMÁRI MANANE BHUVAN NÁCITECHE
TAVA CARAŃ GHIRE KOMAL MADHURE
ÁPÁTAH KAT́HORE DHVANI TOLO
SURERI DOLÁY TUMI DOLO

GÁNERI MÁJHÁRE PEYECHI TOMÁRE
SURERI DOLÁY TUMI DOLO







Within songs, I found You.
You oscillate on the swing of melody.

You are the aggregate of all consciousness.
You dance in innumerable flows.

Your eyes are intensely alert as though it were constantly daytime.
You have scattered Yourself as sweet affection.

With rhythmic melody, beauty, and the impulse of existence,
You remain restless within and beyond feelings.


There is nothing outside You.
The whole world dances within Your mind.
Everything revolves around Your feet.
Though apparently harsh,
Your sounds are soft and sweet.