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3214 (15/11/1985) D


ÁJI PRABHÁTE CHANDE GIITE,
RÚPER SHROTE PELUM TOMÁY,
ÁJI PRABHÁTE CHANDE GIITE,

PÚRVÁCALE MANTRA BALE,
ÁLOR DHÁRÁ ÁNALE DHARÁY,
RÚPER SHROTE PELUM TOMÁY,
ÁJI PRABHÁTE CHANDE GIITE,

ÁNDHÁRER BHRIKUT́I GECHE,
ÁÁ
ÁNDHÁRER BHRIKUT́I GECHE,
AŃUR BÚKE PRÁŃA JEGECHE
ÁTMA HÁRÁ CHANDE BHARÁ,
MANER MAYÚR NECE CHÚT́E JÁY,
RÚPER SHROTE PELUM TOMÁY,
ÁJI PRABHÁTE CHANDE GIITE,

VIBHIIŚIKÁ SARE GELO,
ÁÁ
VIBHIIŚIKÁ SARE GELO,
ABHIŚEKER LAGNA ELO
RAKTIMÁBHÁY PUŚPA SHOBHÁY,
D́HELE DILE PRÁŃA CETANÁY,
RÚPER SHROTE PELUM TOMÁY,
ÁJI PRABHÁTE CHANDE GIITE,


O Lord, with rhythm and song today morning, I attained You at the stream of beauty. With
the power of mantra You have brought on the earth the stream of effulgence. The raised
eyebrow of darkness has gone, and within the molecule life has arisen. Losing itself, full
of rhythm, the mental peacock goes rushing dancing. The threat has gone away, and the
auspicious time of crowning has come. With the crimson glow and the decoration of flowers,
You have poured life and consciousness.



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