PS 0047
Kuinjavanete guinjaranete
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
Kuiṋjavanete guiṋjarańete
Madhupa kii kathá balite cáy
Balite cáy go balite cáy
Manera viińáte tárete tárete
Maramii kii vyathá shońáte cáy
Bháv jata chilo bháśá tata nái
Sádh jata chilo sádhya to nái
Sakal mahimá sakal garimá
Tava pade tái lut́áte cáy
Amala samala sakala kamala
Tomáre arghya dánite cáy
Bengali script
কুঞ্জবনেতে গুঞ্জরণেতে
মধুপ কী কথা বলিতে চায়
বলিতে চায় গো বলিতে চায়
মনের বীণাতে তারেতে তারেতে
মরমী কী ব্যথা শোণাতে চায়
ভাব যত ছিলো ভাষা তত নাই
সাধ যত ছিলো সাধ্য তো নাই
সকল মহিমা সকল গরিমা
তব পদে তাই লুটাতে চায়
অমল সমল সকল কমল
তোমারে অর্ঘ্য দানিতে চায়
Translation
In the bower with their humming,
Honeybees, which words would they speak?
They want to speak, oh yes, they want to speak.
On the strings of heart's lute,
The mystics, what ache would they make heard?
As many feelings as have been, so much speech is not;
As many yearnings as have been, so much skill is not.
And so all greatness and all glory,
At Your feet, prostrate they wish to be!
Stainless or blemished, every lotus
Wants to be in a vase offered to Thee.
Purport
This is how Sarkar himself described the meaning of the song—[4]
What are the buzzing bees trying to say? They want to say something about Paramapuruśa. And those who can hear the language of the heart, they also want to say something. Everybody wants to express something. But the difficulty is that where there is depth of ideas, depth of feelings, there language fails to express it. There may be so much desire, so much inner longing to express something, but there is no stamina for expression. So, under such circumstances, there is no other alternative but to surrender at His altar and offer all the lotuses of human expression unto Him. These lotuses may be clean and pure, or they may be dirty. But, even if they are dirty, still Paramapuruśa will accept them. He will accept them.
Thoughts
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