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3229 (27/11/1985) D (Krsna)


BÁNSHARI DHVANI TOMÁRI
T́ÁNE ÁMÁRE

T́ÁNE ÁMÁRE, T́ÁNE ÁMÁRE,
SHUNIBO NÁ JATAI BHÁVI
MAN THÁKITE NÁRE,
T́ÁNE ÁMÁRE, T́ÁNE ÁMÁRE,

MAN VRINDÁVANER VANE,
ÁÁ
MAN VRINDÁVANER VANE,
ÁLOKER ÁNDHÁRER KOŃE
JETHÁY LUKÁI SHUNITE PÁI,
PRIITIR DYUTIR MÁJHÁRE,
T́ÁNE ÁMÁRE, T́ÁNE ÁMÁRE,

SVARGA MARTYA RASÁTALE,
ÁÁ
SVARGA MARTYA RASÁTALE,
JAKHAN JETHÁY JÁI GO CALE
SÁTHE SÁTHE DINE RÁTE,
BÁNDHE PRIITIRI D́ORE,
T́ÁNE ÁMÁRE, T́ÁNE ÁMÁRE,

BÁNSHARI DHVANI TOMÁRI
T́ÁNE ÁMÁRE
T́ÁNE ÁMÁRE, T́ÁNE ÁMÁRE,

O Lord, the sound of Your flute attracts me. Whatsoever I I decide not to listen to that,
the mind does not heed to that. In the garden of mental Vrnda’van, in the recess of
light and shade, wherever I hide, I hear that in the effulgence of love. In the heaven,
mortal world or hell, wherever I go, it remains with me day and night, binding me with the
twine of love.



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