ÁSHÁR PASARÁ SAHASÁ ELO
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ÁSHÁR PASARÁ SAHASÁ ELO
ÁLOR TÚFÁN NIKAT́E ELO
ÁLOKERI VÁN ADRI SAMÁN
SÁRÁ VASUDHÁ KE D́HEKE DILO
ÁSHÁR PASARÁ SAHASÁ ELO
ÁNDHÁR THÁKILO NÁ KONO KOŃE
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ÁNDHÁR THÁKILO NÁ KONO KOŃE
KALUŚA RAHILO NÁ KÁHÁRO MANE
PRÁŃER PARE PRÁŃA D́HÁLIYÁ MAHÁPRÁŃA
SAB BHÁVANÁY T́ENE NILO
ÁSHÁR PASARÁ SAHASÁ ELO
BADDHA CHILO JÁRÁ ANDHA KÚPE
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BADDHA CHILO JÁRÁ ANDHA KÚPE
BHÁVA JAD́ATÁR TAMASÁ STÚPE
TÁRÁ ÁNKHI MELILO CÁHIYÁ DEKHILO
ÚŚÁY UDBHÁSITA ARUŃÁCALE
ÁSHÁR PASARÁ SAHASÁ ELO
Hope suddenly spread.
The storm of effulgence came advancing.
That flood of effulgence covered the earth as though it were a mountain.
In no corner darkness remained.
No dirt subsided in anyone’s mind.
Pouring out vitality after vitality,
the great repository of energy,
pulled unto Him all thoughts.
Those bound by the dark well,
those carrying the dark heap of dogma,
opened their eyes to see with love,
that illuminated mountain at dawn.