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482 (06/05/1983) D


OGO, PRABHU TOMÁR DEKHI E KII LIILÁ
LIILÁR ÁŔÁLE LUKIYE ÁCHO EKELÁ

DILE RÁTER ÁNDHÁR DILE TÁRÁR MELÁ
DILE CÁNDER HÁSI HIYÁ KARE UTALÁ
OGO, PRABHU TOMÁR DEKHI E KII LIILÁ
LIILÁR ÁŔÁLE LUKIYE ÁCHO EKELÁ

DÁRUŃ NIDÁGHETE DILE DAHAN JVÁLÁ
DILE BELÁ JUHIYER SUVÁS DILE MÁLÁ
OGO, PRABHU TOMÁR DEKHI E KII LIILÁ
LIILÁR ÁŔÁLE LUKIYE ÁCHO EKELÁ

DILE KÁNT́Á BHARÁ KÁNAN KAŚT́E CALÁ
TÁTE GOLÁP PHÚT́IYE DILE SAKÁL BELÁ
OGO, PRABHU TOMÁR DEKHI E KII LIILÁ
LIILÁR ÁŔÁLE LUKIYE ÁCHO EKELÁ

TUMI, EKALÁ KII KARE KARO ETO KHELÁ
OGO, PRABHU TOMÁR DEKHI E KII LIILÁ
LIILÁR ÁŔÁLE LUKIYE ÁCHO EKELÁ


I observe Your sports, O Lord,
behind which You stand apart.

You bring the darkness of night,
and the festival of stars.

You delight our hearts
with the moon effusive smile
and give the gruelling heat of a summer's midday.

You bring excruciating pain
and the refreshing fragrance of bela and juin.

You offer a multi floral garland of glorious hues
and a garden full of thorns
where it's difficult to walk,
then You bring roses in the morn.

How do You play so many sports alone?






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