VEŃU BEJE CHILO SUR BHESE CHILO
ÁMÁR MANANE VEŃUKÁ SVANANE
PRIITIR BÁNDHAN BENDHE CHILO
VEŃU BEJE CHILO SUR BHESE CHILO
D́ÁK SHUNE JÁI SAKAL KARME
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D́ÁK SHUNE JÁI SAKAL KARME
MOR JIIVANER BÁHIRE MARME
NÁHI AVASHEŚA TÁR ABHIDHARME
SE RESHA ANANTE STHÁYII HOLO
VEŃU BEJE CHILO SUR BHESE CHILO
D́ÁK DIYE JÁY SATATA ÁMÁRE
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D́ÁK DIYE JÁY SATATA ÁMÁRE
BOLE EK BÁR CEYE DEKHO MORE
NECE CALI KÁLA YAMUNÁR NIIRE/ TIIRE?
TUMI HOYO TÁTE UCCHALO
VEŃU BEJE CHILO SUR BHESE CHILO
The flute is played, the tune came floating. In my mind, with resonance of the flute, the
knot of love is tied. The call I go on hearing in all my actions, outside as well as
within the core of my life. There is nothing left in His pervasive conduct or
characteristics. That trace is permanently established in the infinity. That flute
constantly calls me, asking me see Him at least once. I go on dancing in water of the
river Yamuna’ in which You are vibrant.