PS 3695
GA'NER MA'LA'KHA'NI DOVA TOMA'Y JE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
GÁNER MÁLÁKHÁNI DOBO TOMÁY JE ESO KÁCHE, ÁRO KÁCHE ÁMÁR DHARÁ CHONYÁRI MÁJHE
GÁNER MÁLÁKHÁNI DOBO TOMÁY JE LUKIYE ÁCHO PHULE, SURABHITA ANTARÁLE RAUNGIIN PÁPAŔIR ÁŔÁLE AJÁNÁR KON ATALE ALAKÁR KON SE NÁCE
GÁNER MÁLÁKHÁNI DOBO TOMÁY JE LIILÁ BHÁLOBÁSO JÁNI, LIILÁMAYA TÁI TO MÁNI O LIILÁR EKT́U KHÁNI, AMARÁR HIIRAK KHANI
CHANDE ÁNANDE RÁJE GÁNER MÁLÁKHÁNI DOBO TOMÁY JE
Translation
O Lord, I shall offer the garlands of songs to you. Come close, closer, within the touch of my world. You have hidden Yourself within the recess of the fragrance of flower, behind the colourful petals of the flower. Into which unknown depth, which heavenly dance? I know that You love liila, the illusory game, hence I accept You as Embodiment of liila. A bit of that liila is a heavenly mine of diamonds established in rhythm and bliss.
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