696 (26/07/1983) K


SVARŃA SHATADAL SAMA TUMI GO
SHOBHAN KÁCHE NÁHI PÁI
KANT́AKE VEŚT́ITA HOYE ÁCHO
KÁNT́Á BHAYE KÁCHE NÁHI JÁI
SHOBHAN KÁCHE NÁHI PÁI

MOR SAB BHAYA LÁJ DÁO GO SARIYE
TOMÁRE KÁCHE PÁI PARÁŃ BHARIYE
PRÁŃA KHULE KATHÁ KAI ÁSH MIT́IYE
DÚRE THÁKITE NÁHI CÁI
SHOBHAN KÁCHE NÁHI PÁI

TAVA PARÁGER MADHU SABÁRE CÁHIYÁ
SE MADHUR LÁGI ÁMI ÁCHI JE JÁGIYÁ
TOMÁR E GAORAVA TOMÁR E SAORABHA
VARŃITE KONO BHÁŚÁ NÁI
SHOBHAN KÁCHE NÁHI PÁI







You are like a golden lotus with a hundred petals.
Nowhere close, do I find such beauty.

You remain surrounded by thorns,
and, due to fear of thorns,
I do not go near You.
Remove all my fear and shyness,
so that, wholeheartedly,
I may feel Your near presence.

I want to talk to You with an open heart.
I wish my hopes to become fulfilled.
I do not want to remain far from You.

The honey of Your pollen is for everyone,
and for that honey, I am keeping awake.
No language exists
that would describe this greatness and fragrance of Yours.


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You are as bright as a hundred petaled golden lotus,
hardly can I dare to go near its magnificence.

You are covered with thorns
and due to this, I won't approach You.

Please remove all my shame and doubts,
so that I may realise You with all my heart.
Let me speak to You with an open mind and satisfy myself.
I don't want to remain far.



The sweetness of You pollen is for everyone,
and I wait for it without sleep.
There is no word that could describe Your glory and fame.