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4012 (09/02/1987) D


PATH BHÚLE TUMI ESECHILE
ÁMÁRI GHARE, ÁMÁRI GHARE,

HAT́HAT ESE DÁNŔIYE CHILE,
ARGAL KHULE, ÁMÁR MANO MUKURE
ÁMÁRI GHARE, ÁMÁRI GHARE,

CEYE GECHI YUGE YUGE,
ÁÁ
CEYE GECHI YUGE YUGE,
KATA NISHÁ GECHE JEGE
GENTHECHI MÁLÁ ANURÁGE
TUMI NILE NÁ MÁLÁ GECHE JHARE
ÁMÁRI GHARE, ÁMÁRI GHARE,

TOMÁR LIILÁ BOJHÁ NÁHI JÁY,
ÁÁ
TOMÁR LIILÁ BOJHÁ NÁHI JÁY,
“NEI” HOYE JÁY ÁCHE, “ÁCHE” SHÚŃYE HÁRÁY
ÁMÁR/ TÁMAS? HIYA ÁLOY JHALAKÁY,

RIKTATÁ SHUKTI MUKTÁY BHARE
ÁMÁRI GHARE, ÁMÁRI GHARE,

PATH BHÚLE TUMI ESECHILE
ÁMÁRI GHARE, ÁMÁRI GHARE,


O Lord, by mistaking the path You had come to my home. Coming suddenly You stood opening
the bolts upon my mental mirror. For ages after ages I wanted You, many nights passed
awakened. I threaded the garlands with love, but You did not take that and it withered. It
is not possible to understand Your illusive game. Nonexisting comes into being and
present gets lost into vacuity. My dark heart gets illuminated and emptiness gets filled
as pearl in oyster.



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