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3690 (23/08/1986) D


GÁNER E MÁLÁ GENTHECHI,
TOMÁY PRIYA PARÁBO BALE

SUDHÁ SÁRE SIKTA KARI,
SANDHYÁ RÁGE SÁSHRU JALE
TOMÁY PRIYA PARÁBO BALE

DULE CALE DODUL DOLE,
ÁÁ
DULE CALE DODUL DOLE,
MÁNASÁBJE KESHAR MÚLE
ÁTMA PARER PRABHEDA BHULE,
NIRNIMEŚE ÁNKHI TÚLE
TOMÁY PRIYA PARÁBO BALE

TANDRÁ BHÁUNGÁ ÁNKHI MELECHE,
ÁÁ
TANDRÁ BHÁUNGÁ ÁNKHI MELECHE,
MAN DEULE ÁLO ESECHE
SUNIILA ÁKÁSHA D́ÁNÁ MELECHE,
DÚR BALÁKÁR PÁKHÁR TALE
TOMÁY PRIYA PARÁBO BALE

GÁNER E MÁLÁ GENTHECHI,
TOMÁY PRIYA PARÁBO BALE


I am threading the garland of songs for placing around Your neck. I have moistened it with
the essence of nectar, with tears during evening hue. It goes on oscillating on the swing
at the root of pollen of the mental lotus, forgetting the difference of own and others,
with unblinking raised eyes. The eyes on breaking the drowsiness opened and in the mental
temple light has come. Below the distant blue sky, the swan spread the wings.


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