KUSUM SHOBHÁR E VITÁNE
ÁJ KÁR MANE PAŔE BIHÁN BELÁ
KUSUM SHOBHÁR E VITÁNE
DYUTIR VIKIRAŃE AŃUMANANE
ANANTA LIILÁ
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KUSUM SHOBHÁR E VITÁNE
CANDAN SURABHITE KE SE ESECHE
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CANDAN SURABHITE KE SE ESECHE
NANDAN MÁDHURIITE DHARÁ DIYECHE
RAUNGER SÁTHE RÁGE MÁTÁTE
SE ELO EKELÁ
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KUSUM SHOBHÁR E VITÁNE
MANER MADIRÁ UPACIÁ PAŔECHE
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MANER MADIRÁ UPACIÁ PAŔECHE
BHÁVER MAHODADHI NECE CALECHE
TÁR KEU PAR NAY NÁI SAMAY ASAMAY
KARE SABE UTALÁ
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KUSUM SHOBHÁR E VITÁNE
Today, in the arbor of floral beauty,
in whose mind, does this morning appear?
Amidst the effulgence of light in the microcosmic mind,
the infinite and divine illusive game unfolds.
Who came with the sandal fragrance,
appearing with pleasing sweetness?
He came amidst colours
and charmed with affection.
The nectar of mind overflows.
The ocean of feelings dances.
For Him, none is distant.
There exits neither good nor bad time.
He intoxicates all.