JAKHANI BHÁVI KICHU CINI BUJHI
DEKHI ÁMI KICHU JÁNINÁ, ÁMI JÁNI NÁ
JABE PATHE NÁVI PÁTHEYA KHUNJI
KII KHUNJI BUJHITE PÁRI NÁ
DEKHI ÁMI KICHU JÁNINÁ, ÁMI JÁNI NÁ
KON SE ATIITE AJÁNÁR SROTE
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KON SE ATIITE AJÁNÁR SROTE
BHÁSIÁ CALECHI DURE DÚR HOTE
AJÁNÁR KHONJE GHURE DINE RÁTE
KENO JE GHUMÁI BUJHINÁ
DEKHI ÁMI KICHU JÁNINÁ, ÁMI JÁNI NÁ
HE KARUŃÁMAYA E KII LIILÁ TAVA
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HE KARUŃÁMAYA E KII LIILÁ TAVA
KŚUDRA KE NIYE LIILÁ ABHINAVA
AŃUR SAUNGE BHÚMÁR E LIILÁ
CALITE PÁRE KI BOLO NÁ
DEKHI ÁMI KICHU JÁNINÁ, ÁMI JÁNI NÁ
JAKHANI BHÁVI KICHU CINI BUJHI
DEKHI ÁMI KICHU JÁNINÁ, ÁMI JÁNI NÁ
Whenever I think that I know and understand something,
I observe that in fact I know nothing.
When I come to the path
and look for the means of my journey,
I do not understand what to seek.
Since the unknown past,
in an unknown stream,
I float, far and further.
Searching the unknown,
wandering day and night,
I do not understand why I roam.
O merciful one,
what is Your divine play?
You play with this meagre entity of Yours in ever new ways.
How shall this game of the Cosmic with the microcosm continue?