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4026 (29/02/1987) D (Krs’n’a)


ÁMÁR KÁNU ÁMÁR CHILO,
ÁMÁRAI THEKE JÁBE ÁJIIVANA,

ÁMÁR KHUSHII KÁNNÁ HÁNSI
TÁR BÁNSHARIIR MADHUR RAŃANA
ÁMÁRAI THEKE JÁBE ÁJIIVANA,

VRINDÁVANER VANE VANE,
ÁÁ
VRINDÁVANER VANE VANE,
CETAN LIILÁY GOVARDHANE
RÁKHÁL RÁJER SIḾHÁSANER,
MAN BHRAMARÁY TÁRAI GUINJAN
ÁMI ÁCHI CHILUM JEMAN,
SE PRIYA MOR KENO EMAN
KÁCHE THEKEO MELE NÁ NAYAN,
BUJHI NÁ TÁR LIILÁR DHARAŃ
ÁMÁRAI THEKE JÁBE ÁJIIVANA,

SE ÁCHE ÁR ÁMI ÁCHI,
ÁÁ
SE ÁCHE ÁR ÁMI ÁCHI,
MANE MILE MAN PEYECHI
BÁKII JAGAT BHÚLE GECHI,
MORE T́ENECHE SE ARÚPA RATAN
ÁMÁRAI THEKE JÁBE ÁJIIVANA,

ÁMÁR KÁNU ÁMÁR CHILO,
ÁMÁRAI THEKE JÁBE ÁJIIVANA,


My Krs’n’a was mine and would remain mine for the whole life. My joy, cries and smiles
are sweet resonance of His smile. In the gardens of Vrnda’van, the lively rocks of
Govardhan mountain, over the throne of the King of cowherds, and mental bee, is His
resonance. The way I am surviving, how is that Dear’s style? Even after coming close, He
does not look eye to eye, I do not understand the mode of His illusive game, liila’. He
is there and I am there, merging my mind into His, I get His mind. I have forgotten the
rest of the world as the incomparable gem has pulled me.


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