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4145 (04/09/1987) D


ÁMI, BHÚLITE PÁRI NÁ TOMÁRE,
BHÚLITE PÁRI NÁ TOMÁRE,

EK BÁR ESE SUMADHURA HESE,
CALIYÁ GIYÁCHO SUDÚRE
ÁMI, BHÚLITE PÁRI NÁ TOMÁRE,
BHÚLITE PÁRI NÁ TOMÁRE,

ESE CHILE TUMI MALAY VÁTÁSE,
ÁÁ
ESE CHILE TUMI MALAY VÁTÁSE,
BELÁ MÁLATIIR MOHAN SUVÁSE
KASTÚRII SAMA MADHU NIRYÁSE,
KLÁNTI KLIŚT́A PRAHARE
ÁMI, BHÚLITE PÁRI NÁ TOMÁRE,
BHÚLITE PÁRI NÁ TOMÁRE,

ÁKÁSHA JETHÁY SÁGAR MISHECHE,
ÁÁ
ÁKÁSHA JETHÁY SÁGAR MISHECHE,
HE PRIYA SETHÁO TAVA DYUTI ÁCHE
GRAHA TÁRAKÁY NIIHÁRIKÁY,
SE DYUTI D́ÁKICHE SABÁRE
ÁMI, BHÚLITE PÁRI NÁ TOMÁRE,
BHÚLITE PÁRI NÁ TOMÁRE,


O Lord, I am unable to forget You. Coming once, smiling sweetly, You went away far. You
had come with sandal breeze, with charming fragrance of bela’ and malatii flowers, with
sweet essence of musk, during the period of painful fatigue. Where the sky meets the
ocean, even there, O Lord, Your glow is present. That glow through the planets, stars and
nebula, calls everyone.







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