ÁMI TOMÁY KHUNJE CALECHI
TUMI PRABHU LUKIE ÁCHO
ÁKÁSHA PÁTÁLA ATIPÁTÁLE
JÁNI NÁ KOTHÁY RAYECHO
TUMI PRABHU LUKIE ÁCHO
LUKIE KORAKER ANTARE
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LUKIE KORAKER ANTARE
ABHRAḾLEHII ADRI SHIRE
MANO VIIŃÁR TÁRE TÁRE
CUPI SÁRETE DEKHE CALECHO
TUMI PRABHU LUKIE ÁCHO
ABODHA ÁMI BUJHINÁ KICHU
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ABODHA ÁMI BUJHINÁ KICHU
CHUT́I JAD́ER PICHU PICHU
MANA MAYURII CITCAKORI
PRAMATTATÁY BHULIECHO
TUMI PRABHU LUKIE ÁCHO
SARÁO TÁDER KALMAŚA BHÁR
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SARÁO TÁDER KALMAŚA BHÁR
JAD́A BHÁVANÁR SAB SAMÁHÁR
PRIITI YAMUNÁR ASHRU DHÁR
DEKHEO KENO NÁHI DEKHICHO
TUMI PRABHU LUKIE ÁCHO
ÁMI TOMÁY KHUNJE CALECHI
TUMI PRABHU LUKIE ÁCHO
O Lord, I go on searching You, but You are hidden. The sky, netherworld, extreme dungeon
I do not know where You reside. You are hidden within the core, upon skykissing mountain
peak, through each string of the mental viin’a’, You go on observing secretly. I am
ignorant, do not understand anything, and rush behind material pursuits. Due to frenzy of
pride and ego, the mental peahen and the cakorii bird of the mind is forgotten. Remove
their load of dirt, entire accumulation of materialistic thoughts. The flow of tears of
the love of the Yamuna’ river, even after watching, why do You ignore.