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4174 (28/10/1987) K


TUMI SABÁR PRIYA,
ÁMÁRO NAO KI PRIYA

TOMÁKE BHÁLOBÁSI,
PRIITIR PASARÁ NIO
ÁMÁRO NAO KI PRIYA

MANE MOR MÁKHÁ CHILE,
MANE LUKIYE GELE
MANER MÁŃIK ÁMÁR
RÚPE ATULNIIYA
ÁMÁRO NAO KI PRIYA

SÁGAR CHENCÁ MÁŃIK,
SUMUKHE DÁNŔÁO KHÁŃIK
BHÁVANÁR SÁRÁTSÁR,
KARUŃÁR KAŃÁ DIO
ÁMÁRO NAO KI PRIYA

TUMI SABÁR PRIYA,
ÁMÁRO NAO KI PRIYA


O Lord,
You are dear to all.
Are not You dear to me?

I love You,
O Lord, please accept the offerings of my love.

You were so closely associated with my mind.
Then in it You hid Yourself.
You are the ruby gem of my mind, matchless in beauty.

You are the gem churned out of the ocean.
Please come and stand before me for a while.
You are the quintessence of all ideation.
Please grant me a wee bit of Your grace.






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