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4114 (19/07/1987) D


TOMÁY ÁMÁY PRATHAM DEKHÁ,
RÚPA SÁYARERA TIIRE,

KAONI TUMI KONO KATHÁ RAKTIM ADHARE,
RÚPA SÁYARERA TIIRE
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ

KAONI TUMI KONO KATHÁ,
RAKTIM ADHARE
RÚPA SÁYARERA TIIRE,

UTKARŃA CHILUM ÁMI,
DÁNŔIYE CHILUM TOMÁY NAMI
SUŃATE CHILUM SHRUTIR RAŃAN,
MARME GABHIIRE
RÚPA SÁYARERA TIIRE,

CÁILE TUMI PRATHAM JAKHAN,
PRIITIR PARASH PELUM TAKHAN
BHÁVÁLOKER MADHUR SVANAN SAMAŚT́I GHIRE
RÚPA SÁYARERA TIIRE,

TOMÁY ÁMÁY PRATHAM DEKHÁ,
RÚPA SÁYARERA TIIRE,


O Lord, our first meeting was on the shore of the ocean of beauty. You did not talk to me
with red lips. I was eager to listen, was standing after saluting You. I was listening to
the reverberation of the ears, in the depth of the core. When You wanted initially, I got
touch of love, the sweet resonance of the arena of feelings surrounded by the
collectivity.



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