3618 (16/07/1986) K


KUŃÁLE KÁNT́Á THÁKE KE NÁ JÁNE
TÁI BOLE KI KAMAL TULIBO NÁ
BOLO PRIYA

ÁNDHÁR NISHIITHE PÁI NÁ DEKHITE
TABE KI PATHE CALIBO NÁ
AINJYEYA, BOLO PRIYA

JÁ NÁI ÁMÁR KÁCHE TÁI JE ASÁR
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
JÁ NÁI ÁMÁR KÁCHE TÁI JE ASÁR
HENO KATHÁ KAKHANO BHÁVIBO NÁ ÁR
ASÁRE MÁJHE THÁKE SÁR SAMÁHÁR
KHAŃIR ANDHAKÚPE HIIRÁ JVALE RAMAŃIIYA
BOLO PRIYA

ABODHA ÁMI NÁNÁ BHÚL BHEVECHI
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
ABODHA ÁMI NÁNÁ BHÚL BHEVECHI
SATYA TATTVA JENE NÁHI MENECHI
SÁYÁHNE ESE ÁJ PATH PEYECHI
SANDHYÁ SÁYARE JVELO TUMI DYUTI BARAŃIIYA
BOLO PRIYA

KUŃÁLE KÁNT́Á THÁKE KE NÁ JÁNE
TÁI BOLE KI KAMAL TULIBO NÁ
BOLO PRIYA







Who does not know
that in the stem of the lotus there are thorns?
Does the stem say that it refuses to lift the lotus flower?
Tell me,
O beloved.

In the dark night I am unable to see.
Am I therefore not worthy of moving on the path?

O unknowable one,
what I do not possess, is insignificant.
This type of inferior thinking,
I shall not entertain any more.
Within what seems useless, lies embedded a collection of essence.
Within the dark well of mine, a beautiful diamond glitters.

Being ignorant, I mostly think erroneously.
Even after knowing the essence of truth,
I do not accept it.
Today, arriving at a late hour,
I found the path.
Over this evening ocean,
You kindle an adorable glow.