PS 3725
CA'NDER A'LOR DESHE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
CÁNDER ÁLOR DESHE PHULE PARÁGE MISHE TUMI ESECHILE KON SE RÁTE
MÁDHURII VIVARDHANA PRATIITI NANDANA HE MANORAINJANA KISER ÁSHÁTE TUMI ESECHILE KON SE RÁTE
KETAKI KESHAR ÁJAO SEI KATHÁ KAYE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ KETAKI KESHAR ÁJAO SEI KATHÁ KAYE JÚTHIKÁ KÁTAR TABU GÁY TAVA JAY T́AGAR CÁMELI JÁTI SPANDITA ANUBHÚTI SE APÁR ABHISÁR GIITI RACE NIBHRITE TUMI ESECHILE KON SE RÁTE
VAN HARIŃI ÁJAO SE ÁKÁSHE CÁY ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ VAN HARIŃI ÁJAO SE ÁKÁSHE CÁY VIMÚRTA KALÁPE SHIKHI NIRAKHÁY DÁDUR PULAKE BOLE PRIITI BHARÁ ÁNKHI JALE KADAMBA TAMÁLE ÁJO KÁNDE SE SHIKHITE TUMI ESECHILE KON SE RÁTE
CÁNDER ÁLOR DESHE PHULE PARÁGE MISHE TUMI ESECHILE KON SE RÁTE
Translation
O Lord, from the bright arena of the moon, mixed with floral fragrance, on which night did You come? O The enhancer of sweetness, pleasing in experience, mind charmer, with what expectation did You come? The pollen of ketakii flower even today tells that event. Juhi flower is afflicted, still it sings Your victory. The t’agar and ca’melii group is vibrated with the experience and create unlimited songs of love in isolation. The wild deer even today cherishes that environment. With materialization of its call, the peacock is noticed. The frogs joyously utter with tears of love. The kadamba and tama’l cry even today to that peacock.
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