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4093 (30/06/1987) D


MAŃI, TUMI SPARSHA MAŃI,
SVARŃA KETAN UŔIYE CALO;

SPAŚT́A BHÁVE KATHÁ BOLO,
VÁK JÁLETE NÁHI GALO
SVARŃA KETAN UŔIYE CALO;

BÁHIR BHIITAR EK JÁR NAY,
ÁÁ
BÁHIR BHIITAR EK JÁR NAY,
CÁTURIITE CHAL KATHÁ KAY
TÁHÁR SVARÚPA TÁR PARICAYA,
SABÁR SÁMANE DHARE TOLO
SVARŃA KETAN UŔIYE CALO;

KŚUDRA ÁMI KHAJYOYTI SAMA,
ÁÁ
KŚUDRA ÁMI KHAJYOYTI SAMA,
TOMÁR GARBHE DYUTI MAMA
KUHELIIRI NIKAŚ TAMA,
JUJHEI ÁCHI PRÁŃOCCHALO
SVARŃA KETAN UŔIYE CALO;

MAŃI, TUMI SPARSHA MAŃI,
SVARŃA KETAN UŔIYE CALO;


O Lord, the Touch Stone Gem, You go on flying like a glittering golden flag. You speak in
clear words and do not melt by web of languages. Those who do not have same inside and
outside, and speak cleverly the cunning words, their real form and acquaintance, You
expose before all. I am meager, like glow of a worm. My shine is within Your womb. Within
intense dark fog, I struggle overwhelmingly.



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