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TIIRTHA PATI TUMI BHARE ÁCHO MANOBHÚMI
TOMÁR SAMÁN GUŃII BHÁVÁ JÁY NÁ

SAPTA LOKER SVÁMI RAYECHO CETANÁ CÚMI
TOMÁR MATAN GYÁNI ÁR KEU HOYE NÁ
TOMÁR SAMÁN GUŃII BHÁVÁ JÁY NÁ

BHÁŚÁR ATIITA LOKE BHÁVANÁR SMITÁLOKE
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BHÁŚÁR ATIITA LOKE BHÁVANÁR SMITÁLOKE
SAB KICHU DEKHE JÁO PRIITI AINJAN MEKHE
TOMÁR UPAMÁ NÁI TOMÁRE SABÁI CÁI
UDDVEL MAN KONO MÁNÁ MÁNE NÁ
TOMÁR SAMÁN GUŃII BHÁVÁ JÁY NÁ

MARMER GABHIRE BHÁVER MADHUPURE
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MARMER GABHIRE BHÁVER MADHUPURE
UNMADA DYOTANÁY CITTA CETANÁDHÁRE
ALAKHE PULAKE HÁSO SABETE PRIITITE BHÁSO
NIKHIL VISHVE TAVA TULANÁ HOYE NÁ
TOMÁR SAMÁN GUŃII BHÁVÁ JÁY NÁ

TIIRTHA PATI TUMI BHARE ÁCHO MANOBHÚMI
TOMÁR SAMÁN GUŃII BHÁVÁ JÁY NÁ


O The Lord of the pilgrim place, You are filled throughout my mental arena. It is not
possible to think of any greater possessor of attributes. The controller of seven strata
of the world, You remain touching the consciousness, no one is as wise as You. In the
arena beyond language, in the smiling light of thoughts, You go on seeing everything
smearing the ointment of love in the eyes. You have no comparison, all want You. The
restless mind does not heed to any bidding. In the depth of mind, in the sweet dwellings
of the thoughts, with frenzied indications, making consciousness as base of mind, unseen
You smile with joy, float in all with love, in whole of the world, Your comparison cannot
be made.



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