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JE PATH DIYE TUMI CALIÁ GIYÁ CHILE,
SE PATHE ÁR KENO ELE NÁ

JE CÁMELII LATÁY KALI ENECHILE,
TÁHÁTE PHÚL KENO PHOT́ÁLE NÁ
SE PATHE ÁR KENO ELE NÁ

JE SAHAKÁR SHÁKHÁ MUKULE NATA CHILO,
ÁÁ
JE SAHAKÁR SHÁKHÁ MUKULE NATA CHILO,
JE SHÁLMALII RAUNGE RÁUNGÁ HOYE CHILO
TUMI CALE GELE SABAI GELE BHÚLE
TÁDER BÚKE PHAL ÁNILE NÁ,
SE PATHE ÁR KENO ELE NÁ

YADIO CALE GECHO HOYTO BHÚLE GECHO,
ÁÁ
YADIO CALE GECHO HOYTO BHÚLE GECHO,
MANER MANJÚŚÁ HOYETO PHELE GECHO
TABU SE SAB KATHÁ MADHUR ITIKATHÁ
BHÚLEO BHÚLITE PÁRIBO NÁ,
SE PATHE ÁR KENO ELE NÁ

JE PATH DIYE TUMI CALIÁ GIYÁ CHILE,
SE PATHE ÁR KENO ELE NÁ


O Lord, the direction of path that You gave and went, on that path no one else came. The
buds that You brought on the camelii creeper, on that why did not You bloom flowers? The
mango branch that was bowed with buds, the shalmalii flower that was colourful, You went,
forgot all, in their bosom, You did not bring fruit. Even if You went, perhaps forgot,
probably ignored the mental casket of gems, still, all that incidence, sweet history, even
by mistake, I shall never forget.







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