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4008 (05/02/1987) D


ÁSHÁY ÁSHÁY BASE BASE,
DIN JE CALE JÁY, ÁÁÁ,
DIN JE CALE JÁY,

RAVI D́UBE JÁY JE EBÁR,
ANDHAKÁR GHANÁY, ÁÁÁ,
DIN JE CALE JÁY, ÁÁÁ,
DIN JE CALE JÁY,

JE PHUL CHILO RAUNGE ÁNKÁ,
ÁÁ
JE PHUL CHILO RAUNGE ÁNKÁ,
JENO PRAJÁPATIR PÁKHÁY
GANDHE BHARÁ MÁTÁL KARÁ,
SE ÁJI SHUKÁY, ÁÁÁ,
DIN JE CALE JÁY, ÁÁÁ,
DIN JE CALE JÁY,

GÁNTHÁ MÁLÁ PHÚL D́ORE,
ÁÁ
GÁNTHÁ MÁLÁ PHÚL D́ORE,
SE CALE JÁY DÚRE SARE
PÁPAŔI GULI PAŔE JHARE,
DÁRUŃA NIRÁSHÁY
HAT́HÁT PHÁGUN PHÁGE ESE PHÁ
GUNII SHOŃÁY, ÁÁÁ,
DIN JE CALE JÁY, ÁÁÁ,
DIN JE CALE JÁY,

ÁSHÁY ÁSHÁY BASE BASE,
DIN JE CALE JÁY, ÁÁÁ,
DIN JE CALE JÁY,


Sitting with hope after hope, my days pass. The sun sets this time and darkness
intensifies. The flower that was painted with colours, like wings of the butterfly, full
of intoxicating fragrance, that is drying up today. The garland threaded with twine goes
away far, the petals whither away with intense hopelessness. Suddenly the spring comes
with colour and sings the seasonal song.



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