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NIIRAVATÁTE ÁSONIKO,
GÁNE GÁNE TUMI ELE

CHAL CÁTURITE BHÚLO NÁKO
BHÁLOBÁSÁY DHARÁ DILE,
GÁNE GÁNE TUMI ELE

HE MOR PRIYATAMA SMITA PARÁG SAMA
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HE MOR PRIYATAMA SMITA PARÁG SAMA
SMRITITE UJJVALA BHUVANE ANUPAMA
NISHÁVASÁNE ÁSHÁ PÚRÁLE,
GÁNE GÁNE TUMI ELE

MÁYÁ JÁLE GHERÁ KÁCHE KE DÚRE KARÁ
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MÁYÁ JÁLE GHERÁ KÁCHE KE DÚRE KARÁ
ÁVILATÁ TE BHARÁ MALINATÁY HÁRÁ
MANETE MÁDHURII MÁKHÁLE,
GÁNE GÁNE TUMI ELE

NIIRAVATÁTE ÁSONIKO,
GÁNE GÁNE TUMI ELE


O Lord, You do not come in silence, but though song after song You came. Without ignoring
deceit and cunningness, You came into fold by love. O my Dearest, You are like smiling
fragrance from pollen, bright in memory and unique in the world. You fulfill the hope at
the end of the night. Surrounding with the web of illusion, ma’ya’, You move away the
close ones far who are full of impurities and lost in dirt. You smear sweetness of the
mind.



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