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ELE ARÚPA SHROTE RÚPER PARIDHITE
PRIYATAMA TUMI TAMASÁ NÁSHO HARI

SRIŚT́I STITHI LAYE VIDHRITA NILAYE
LIILÁ KARO HE ÁNANDA VIHÁRI
PRIYATAMA TUMI TAMASÁ NÁSHO HARI

RÚPÁTIITA VIBHU RÚPE ELE KABE
ÁÁ
RÚPÁTIITA VIBHU RÚPE ELE KABE,
KON SE ATIITE ÁLOK UTSAVE
CHAŔIYE DILE PRÁŃA KON SE ÁSAVE
KATA NÁ KAḾSÁVATANSA SAMHÁRI
PRIYATAMA TUMI TAMASÁ NÁSHO HARI

ÁSÁ JÁOÁ TAVA HOYE NÁKO KABHU
ÁÁ
ÁSÁ JÁOÁ TAVA HOYE NÁKO KABHU
DESHAGATA BÁDHÁ NÁHI TOMÁR PRABHU
ABODHA MAN TOMÁY KÁCHE D́ÁKE TABU
YADIO TUMI ANTARTARA CÁRI
PRIYATAMA TUMI TAMASÁ NÁSHO HARI

ELE ARÚPA SHROTE RÚPER PARIDHITE
PRIYATAMA TUMI TAMASÁ NÁSHO HARI


O The Dearest Lord, You came within the periphery of form, destroy the darkness. In the
arena held and confined within creation, sustenance and dissolution, You continue Your
illusive game, O the enjoyer of bliss. O the entity beyond form, when did You come within
the form, what time in the past during the festivity of effulgence. With what elixir You,
scattered vitality, and how many devilish entities have You destroyed? Never for You
coming and going occurs. O Lord, there is no restriction of place for You. Still this
ignorant mind calls You close, even though You move within the inner arena.


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