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TOMÁY ÁMÁR SÁRÁ SATTÁ CEYECHE
CEYECHE MAN BHRAMARÁ

BHÁVE GÁNE ÁKUTIR T́ÁNE,
BHESECHE
BHESECHE TANDRÁ HÁRÁ

ANÁDI ATIITE TUMI CHILE,
ÁÁ
ANÁDI ATIITE TUMI CHILE,
SURE LAYE GÁN GEYE CHILE
CHANDE TÁLE NRITYA KARE CHILE
NÚPURE NIIHÁRIKÁ TÁRÁ

HÁRIYE GECHI ÁMI PEYE SAḾSÁR,
ÁÁ
HÁRIYE GECHI ÁMI PEYE SAḾSÁR,
HÁRÁO NIKO TUMI EKAT́IO BÁR
TOMÁR ÁCHE T́HIKÁNÁ NEIKO ÁMÁR
ÁMI DHÚLI TUMI AMARÁ

TOMÁY ÁMÁR SÁRÁ SATTÁ CEYECHE
CEYECHE MAN BHRAMARÁ


O Lord,
my entire being longs for You.

My mental bee floats actively in ideation, song
and devotional attraction.

In the beginningless past,
You existed.
You sang songs
in melody and cadence.

With stars and nebulae
as ankle bells
You danced in beats and rhythms.

I lost myself in attaining this world.
But You didn't lose Yourself even once.

You have a permanent abode,
whereas I have none.
I am mere dust
whereas You are the eternal dwelling.










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