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3262 (16/12/1985) D+K


ÁMÁRI VYATHÁTE GALE,
ÁMÁRE DEKHIBE BOLE
ESECHO KI EI DHARÁTALE

HRIDAYE MÁDHURII BHARÁ,
HÁSITE MUKUTÁ JHARÁ
ÁNKHITE PRIITIR KAJJALE

THÁKONI TRIDASHE TUMI,
ESECHORABHASE NÁMI
MANERA KORAKE LIILÁ CHALE
ESECHO KI EI DHARÁTALE

NÁMA RÚPA TAVA NÁI
SHATA NÁME RÚPE PÁI
ÁÁ
NÁMA RÚPA TAVA NÁI
SHATA NÁME RÚPE PÁI
BUDDHI KE TALIYE DILE

THEKO MOR SÁTHE SÁTHE
SAB KÁLE KÁLÁTIITE
ÁÁ
THEKO MOR SÁTHE SÁTHE
SAB KÁLE KÁLÁTIITE
MADHURA BHÁVE CITI KAMALE
ESECHO KI EI DHARÁTALE

ÁMÁRI VYATHÁTE GALE,
ÁMÁRE DEKHIBE BOLE
ESECHO KI EI DHARÁTALE


O Lord,
is it that observing my pain,
You melted
and descended onto this earth
to attend to me?

You came with a heart full of sweetness,
with a pearl scattering smile
and with eyes marked with the collyrium of love.

You refused to remain in heaven,
You have descended in divine sport.
You do not have any particular name or form.
I find You in hundreds of names and forms.

In the tender blossom of my mind,
in Your mysterious play,
You drowned my intellect.

Remain with me always
within and beyond the periphery of time,
in sweet ideation,
in the lotus of my heart.







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