728 (05/08/1983)


JIIVAN SARITÁ MOR BAHIYÁ JÁY
TOMÁR T́ÁNE PRABHU TOMÁR T́ÁNE
NÁNÁN CHANDE TARAUNGE NECE CHÚT́E JÁY
TOMÁR GÁNE PRABHU TOMÁR GÁNE
TOMÁR T́ÁNE PRABHU TOMÁR T́ÁNE

KATA KAT́HIN SHILÁ KATA NÚŔI D́HELÁ
KÁNT́ÁY BHARÁ KATA VAN BHÚMI CALIÁCHI CUMI
MOR CALÁR KABHU SHEŚ NÁHI JE PÁI
TOMÁR PÁNE PRABHU TOMÁR PÁNE
TOMÁR T́ÁNE PRABHU TOMÁR T́ÁNE

SÁDÁMÁD́HÁ KATA JIIVAN KATHÁ
PHELE ÁSÁ HIYÁR VYÁKULATÁ
GAŔE OT́HÁ GRÁMER MUKHARATÁ
BHÁUNGÁ HÁT́ER NIJHUM NIIRAVATÁ
ÁSHÁ HATA BÚKER MARMA VYATHÁ
CITÁ BHASMER KAŃÁR ITIKATHÁ
JÁI SABÁIKE NIYE ÁMI SHUNIYE JÁI
JÁI TOMÁR BHÁLOBÁSÁR ABHIYÁNE
TOMÁR T́ÁNE PRABHU TOMÁR T́ÁNE







By Your attraction
the stream of my life flows on.

It rushes on,
dancing in waves of various rhythms to Your song.

I moved forward
kissing innumerable hard rocks.
I moved through pebbles, lumps,
and forests full of thorns.

I never found
the end of my journey towards You.

I witnessed
plain and simple lives,
felt the restlessness of the heart,
observed the reverberations
that originate from developing villages,
heard the intense silence of markets after closure,
came to know the agonies of distressed hearts,
and saw the history embedded in funeral ashes.

I move on with all,
on the journey of Your love.