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4191 (12/11/1987) D


TUMI, KAT́HOR KOMAL HARI,
ÁMI TOMÁY KHUNJE PHIRI,

GHARER KOŃE GAHAN VANE,
KOTHÁO NÁHI HERI
ÁMI TOMÁY KHUNJE PHIRI,

DINER ÁLOY MANDA BHÁLOY,
ÁÁ
DINER ÁLOY MANDA BHÁLOY,
AMÁNISHÁR NIKAŚA KÁLOY
SAB KHÁNETEI KHUNJE
GECHI KUHELI SANTARII
ÁMI TOMÁY KHUNJE PHIRI,

HAT́HÁT ELE TANDRÁ GHORE,
ÁÁ
HAT́HÁT ELE TANDRÁ GHORE,
CUPI CUPI BOLALE MORE
TOMÁR MANE SAḾGOPANE
ÁCHI TRIKÁL DHARI
ÁMI TOMÁY KHUNJE PHIRI,

TUMI, KAT́HOR KOMAL HARI,
ÁMI TOMÁY KHUNJE PHIRI,


O Hari, You are hard and yet so soft. I go on searching You. From the corner of my room,
to deep forests, where I did not search? In good and evil of the daylight, in intense
darkness of newmoon nights, I searched you everywhere crossing the mist. Suddenly you
came during my intense drowsiness and told me secretly, “ Within the secret recess of
your mind, I am present all the time”







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