TOMÁRE CEYECHI MANE PRÁŃE
TUMI KENO ELE NÁ
TUMI KENO ELE NÁ
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MARME MEKHECHI BHÁVE BHARECHI
MAN KE DEKHILE NÁ
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TUMI KENO ELE NÁ
TUMI KENO ELE NÁ
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HE LIILÁ MAY HARI TOMÁRE PÁSHARI
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HE LIILÁ MAY HARI TOMÁRE PÁSHARI
THÁKITE NÁHI PÁRI JÁNO BHÁLO KARI
AŃUR VEDANÁ TABU BUJHILE NÁ
KARILE NÁ KARUŃÁ
TUMI KENO ELE NÁ
TUMI KENO ELE NÁ
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KATA NÁ YUGA DHARI TOMÁRI DHYAN KARI
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KATA NÁ YUGA DHARI TOMÁRI DHYAN KARI
KATA JANAM BHARI TOMÁRI SMARI
DIVASE NISHIITE PRADOŚE PRABHÁTE
TOMÁRI KARI SÁDHANÁ
TUMI KENO ELE NÁ
TUMI KENO ELE NÁ
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TOMÁRE CEYECHI MANE PRÁŃE
TUMI KENO ELE NÁ
TUMI KENO ELE NÁ
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O Lord, I love You wholeheartedly, why did not You come? I have smeared the core, filled
with ideation, but You did not see the mind. O Hari, the embodiment of illusive game
liila’, You know well that I cannot survive with You forgotten. Yet You did not
understand the agony of this microcosm and did not show mercy. Since many eras, I have
been meditating on You, for how many births, I remembered You, performing Your
sa’dhana’ day and night, mornings and evenings.