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MADHURIMÁ TAVA CHAŔÁYE DIYECHO
PHULE PHALE TARU LATÁTE
MÁNAVA MANETE NIBHRTE

VISHVER JATA JAD́E CETANE
SAKAL PRÁŃER PRIITITE
MÁNAVA MANETE NIBHRTE

MÁDHURII TOMÁR VÁTÁSETE BHÁSE
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MÁDHURII TOMÁR VÁTÁSETE BHÁSE
NIDAGHER SÁNJHE BELÁR SUVÁSE
JÚTHI PARIMALE CAMPAK DALE
KETAKII KESHAR MÁYÁTE
MÁNAVA MANETE NIBHRTE

SUNDAR TUMI, NÚPUR DHVANITE
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SUNDAR TUMI, NÚPUR DHVANITE
SINJINE TAVA NÁCE DHAMANIITE
KUHU KEKÁ RAVE KALÁPE VEŃUTE
T́ÁNIÁ CALECHO JAGATE.
MÁNAVA MANETE NIBHRITE

MADHURIMÁ TAVA CHAŔÁYE DIYECHO
PHULE PHALE TARU LATÁTE
MÁNAVA MANETE NIBHRITE









O Lord, You have scattered Your sweetness on flowers, fruits and creepers as well as in
secluded human mind. You radiated that to all the living and nonlivings in the world, and
all love of hearts. Your sweetness floats in the air, in hot sunny evenings with fragrance
of bela’ flower, in the pollen of juhi flowers, in the petals of ca’mpa’ flowers
and in charming fragrance of ketakii flower. O the Beautiful, the sound of Your ankle bell
tinkles in the arteries and veins. With sound of Your flute, cooing of cuckoo and
peacock’s calls, You go on attracting the world.