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4238 (29/12/1987) ?


PHÚL PHÚT́ECHE RAUNGA LEGECHE,
MÁLIKÁY MADHUP DOLE,

TUMI YADI NÁHI ELE KENO E KÁNAN RACILE
MÁLIKÁY MADHUP DOLE,

MÁLÁKÁR MÁLÁ GENTHE JÁY,
BHOMRÁ KII GUNGUNÁY
LÁJE RABHASE UPACÁY PUNJE PUNJE PIK KII BOLE
MÁLIKÁY MADHUP DOLE,

MADHU MÁSE MADHUR
MALAY KALIKÁR KÁŃE KATHÁ KAY
KHUSHIITE NÁCE KISHALAY,
MAN MAINJÚŚÁ BHARIYÁ DILE
MÁLIKÁY MADHUP DOLE,

PHÚL PHÚT́ECHE RAUNGA LEGECHE,
MÁLIKÁY MADHUP DOLE,


O Lord, the flowers bloom, show colours, and on wreath, bees swing. If You do not come,
what for You have created this garden? The maker of the garland, goes on threading the
garland, what the honeybee is buzzing? With upsurge of shyness, what the cuckoo calls in
groups? During spring, the sweet sandal breeze whispers into the ears of buds. The tender
leaves dance with joy, filling the casket of the mind.


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