PS 3737
MADHUR MOHAN BHA'VE SHYA'MA TUMI ESO
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MADHUR MOHAN BHÁVE SHYÁM TUMI, ESO ÁMÁRI BHÁVANÁTE
MOR CITI YAMUNÁ SHUKHÁYECHE TAVA, PRIITI PARASH DÁO TÁTE TUMI, ESO ÁMÁRI BHÁVANÁTE
MOR KUNŔI JHARE GECHE NÁ PHUT́IÁ ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ MOR KUNŔI JHARE GECHE NÁ PHUT́IÁ TAPAN ÁLOKE NÁ MÁKHIÁ MADHU SHUKHÁYECHE NÁ JHARIÁ CEPE RÁKHÁ SHATA VEDANÁTE TUMI, ESO ÁMÁRI BHÁVANÁTE
ÁMI, BHEVE CHINU TUMI KÁCHE ELE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ ÁMI, BHEVE CHINU TUMI KÁCHE ELE KATHÁ KAHIBE BHÁLO BESE NANDITA MANE MRIDU HESE ÁJ O PATH CEYE ÁCHI JE ÁSHÁTE TUMI, ESO ÁMÁRI BHÁVANÁTE
Translation
O Krsna, Shyam, You come with sweet feeling into my ideation. The river Yamuna’ of my heart is dried, You provide it a loving touch. My bud has dropped down without blooming, without getting smeared by the sunlight. The honey, preserved with much pain, is dried without oozing. I expected that You would come close and talk to me lovingly smiling softly with pleasing mind. Even today, with hope, I look to the path.
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