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4263 (17/01/1988) K (Krs’n’a)


TOMÁY ÁMI BHÁLOBÁSI,
BHÁLOBÁSI KENO JÁNINÁ

CHUT́E CHUT́E CALE ÁSI,
DHARÁ DÁO NÁ KENO BUJHINÁ
RÚPÁTIITATUMI ARÚPA
TOMÁR TARE JVÁLI PRÁŃER DHÚPA,
TAVA VAEJAYANTI KAOSTUBHA
T́ÁNE DÚRE THÁKI TE PÁRINÁ,
BHÁLOBÁSI KENO JÁNINÁ

BHUVAN BHULÁY TAVA VEŃUKÁ
MARME SHONÁY NAI ÁMI EKÁ,
MADHUMÁSE PIK KEKÁ
BOLE TÁRE BHOLÁ JE JÁY NÁ
BHÁLOBÁSI KENO JÁNINÁ


O Lord, I love You, but do not know why do I love You. I have come rushing, but why do not
You come into my folds, I do not understand. O Formless, beyond form, I have kindled
incense. By the pull of Your vaejayanti garland with diamond I am unable to stay away.
Your flute charms the world and speaks into my core of mind that I am not alone. In the
spring season, the cuckoo and peacock tell that it is not possible to forget You.


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