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BHÁLOBÁSIYÁCHI TOMÁRE CEYECHI
ÁMÁR MANER MAINJÚŚÁY,

KÁCHE ÁSO NÁKO
KÁCHE ÁSO NÁKO KENO DÚRE THÁKO
BUJHEO BOJHO NÁKO MOR ÁSHÁY
ÁMÁR MANER MAINJÚŚÁY,

SUDÚRE THEKEO
SUDÚRE THEKEO KENO HESE JÁO
ÁÁ
SUDÚRE THEKEO KENO HESE JÁO
MADHURIMÁKEO MADHUTE D́HEKE DÁO
ÁLO ÁNDHÁRE LIILÁTE LÚKÁO
TOMÁY BUJHE OT́HÁ HOLO DÁY,
ÁMÁR MANER MANJÚŚÁY

YUGE YUGE JATA
YUGE YUGE JATA ESECHE YOGIIRÁ
TOMÁR BHÁVE GHIRE THEKECHE TÁRÁ
AŃU PARAMÁŃU NIIHÁRIKÁ TÁRÁ
PRIITI DHÁRE TAVA STUTI GÁY,
ÁMÁR MANER MANJÚŚÁY


O Lord, I love You deeply inside my mental casket. Why do not You come and remain away?
Knowingly You do not understand my aspirations. Staying away, why do You go on smiling?
Why do You cover the sweetness of the honey? You are hiding Yourself within Your divine
liila of darkness and light. To understand You, and realize You is very difficult. Since
ages after ages, all the yogis, aspirants, who came, they also remained surrounded by Your
ideation. All the atoms, molecules, stars and nebula, sing Your praise in flow of Your
love.



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