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PATHA PÁNE CEYE THÁKI,
ÁSHÁ BHARÁ ÁNKHI NIYE

YUGE YUGE ÁCHI JEGE,
DEKHO NÁ TUMI TÁKIYE,
ÁSHÁ BHARÁ ÁNKHI NIYE,

GRIIŚME?
GRIIŚME? SHUKÁYE DEYA,
ÁÁ
GRIIŚME? SHUKÁYE DEYA,
VARAŚÁ? ÁNKHITE BHEJÁY
KUSHE KÁSHE NIILÁKÁSHE
SHARAT SHOBHÁY DEY BHÁSIYE,
ÁSHÁ BHARÁ ÁNKHI NIYE

SÁDÁ MEGHER
SÁDÁ MEGHER BHELÁ BHOLÁY,
ÁÁ
SÁDÁ MEGHER BHELÁ BHOLÁY,
HEMANTERI HIMEL HAOÁY
SHISHIRE NÁ ELE PARE,
VASANTE BOJHÁI KI DIYE,
ÁSHÁ BHARÁ ÁNKHI NIYE

PATHA PÁNE CEYE THÁKI,
ÁSHÁ BHARÁ ÁNKHI NIYE


O Lord, I am staying at the path, with eyes filled with hopes. I am awake since ages, but
You do not see me. Summer makes me dry, and rain wets the eyes. In the tall grasses and
blue sky, the autumn floats decoration. The yacht of white clouds with the cold wind,
engrosses me. Even in winter You did not come, by offering what, You can make me
understand the spring?



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