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947 (18/10/1983) D


ÁMI TOMÁY D́ÁKINI PRABHU
TUMI ESE CHILE KRIPÁ KARE
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ÁMI TOMÁY D́ÁKINI PRABHU

TUMI ESE CHILE KRIPÁ KARE
TAERI ÁMI CHILUM NÁKO
BICHÁLE ÁSAN NIJ KARE
TUMI ESE CHILE KRIPÁ KARE
ÁMI TOMÁY D́ÁKINI PRABHU

PHÚLER MÁLÁT́I HOYE NI JE GÁNTHÁ
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PHÚLER MÁLÁT́I HOYE NI JE GÁNTHÁ
GÁNER KALIT́I HOYE NI JE SÁDHÁ
ÁLPANÁ DIYE HOYE NI JE ÁNKÁ
PRIITIR KATHÁT́I REKHÁ PARE
TUMI ESE CHILE KRIPÁ KARE
ÁMI TOMÁY D́ÁKINI PRABHU

SHVETA CANDAN HOYENI JE BÁT́Á
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SHVETA CANDAN HOYENI JE BÁT́Á
VEDIITE RÁUNGATÁ HOYENI JE SÁNT́Á
LALÁT́E TILAK HOYENI JE ÁNKÁ
JVÁLINI SHALÁKÁ DIIPÁDHÁRE
TUMI ESE CHILE KRIPÁ KARE
ÁMI TOMÁY D́ÁKINI PRABHU


O Lord,
I did not call You,
You came Yourself,
bestowing Your grace upon me.

I was not ready;
You spread Your seat with Your own hands.

The floral garland could not be threaded;
The melody of songs could not be rehearsed.
The welcome decoration mark on the door
could not be engraved on the lines of a love story.

The white sandal could not be pulverised.
The colouring of Your altar could not be finished.
The marking on the forehead could not be made;
I had not kindled my lamp either.










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