PS 3707
SVAPNE ELE A'LO D'HELE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
SVAPANE ELE ÁLO D́HELE BUJHINI CALIYÁ JÁBE
SUKHER SHEŚE DUHKHA ÁSE TÁ, JENEO KE BÁ KABE BHÁVE BUJHINI CALIYÁ JÁBE
ESE CHILE NIIRAVA RÁTE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ ESE CHILE NIIRAVA RÁTE ESE CHILE NIIRAVA RÁTE ESE CHILE NIIRAVA RÁTE SHIULI JHARÁ SHÁNTA PATHE KANAK KETAN VIJAY RATHE JÁNI NIKO KISE CÁHIBE BHÁVINI MAN KÁŔIBE BUJHINI CALIYÁ JÁBE
ÁMÁR KÁCHE BHÁVANÁTIITA CHILO TOMÁR E ÁGAMAN ÁMÁR BHÁVE BHÁŚÁTIITA CHILO E ÁNANDA SVAPAN CALE GELE ASHÁNTA MEGHE HEMANTERI JHAT́IKÁVEGE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ HEMANTERI JHAT́IKÁVEGE HEMANTERI JHAT́IKÁVEGE HEMANTERI JHAT́IKÁVEGE KOTHÁY GELE TÁRE PÁVE JÁNI NI KON ANUBHAVE LIILÁRI MADHUR BHÁVE BUJHINI CALIYÁ JÁBE
Translation
O Lord, You came pouring effulgence, but I did not understand that You would go away. Sorrows come at the end of pleasure, this fact who thinks any time? You came on the silent night, on the quiet path on which shiuli flowers were dropped, riding on the victory chariot of gold, I did not know whom were You searching. I did not imagine that You would snatch away my mind. For me, this arrival of Yours was beyond imagination. This blissful dream was beyond my language and thought. Like a restless cloud with blow of autumn storm You went away. Where did He go, how to get Him, I do not know, what is the feeling in the sweet feeling of the liila, illusory play.
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