PS 3770
DIN A'SE JA'Y DRK CETANA'Y
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
DIN ÁSE JÁY DRIK CETANÁY DIN ÁSE JÁY DRIK CETANÁY DIN ÁSE JÁY DRIK CETANÁY MOR PÁNE PHIRE NÁHI CÁY KENO PRABHU ÁMI ASAHÁY
ÁLOKE ÁNDHÁRE RACECHO DHARÁRE ÁLOKE ÁNDHÁRE RACECHO DHARÁRE ÁLOKE ÁNDHÁRE RACECHO DHARÁRE ÁMÁRE REKHECHO DHÚP CHÁYÁY KENO PRABHU ÁMI ASAHÁY
ARUŃER ÁLO PETE NÁHI PETE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ ARUŃER ÁLO PETE NÁHI PETE ARUŃER ÁLO PETE NÁHI PETE ARUŃER ÁLO PETE NÁHI PETE PRAKHAR RAVIR KARO UT́HE TETE KOMAL KORAK JVALE ÚŚŃETE TRIŃA HUTÁSHANE PUŔE JÁY KENO PRABHU ÁMI ASAHÁY
VISRIŚT́I TAVA KAT́HOR KOMAL ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ VISRIŚT́I TAVA KAT́HOR KOMAL VISRIŚT́I TAVA KAT́HOR KOMAL VISRIŚT́I TAVA KAT́HOR KOMAL KAKHANO VAJRA KAKHANO DRUMAL MORE DILE KENO KURIISH KEVALA ANIIPSITA MARU TRIŚÁY KENO PRABHU ÁMI ASAHÁY
DIN ÁSE JÁY DRIK CETANÁY MOR PÁNE PHIRE NÁHI CÁY KENO PRABHU ÁMI ASAHÁY
Translation
The days come and go showing consciousness, but does not look towards me. Why I am so helpless, O Lord? You have created the world with light and darkness and kept me in sun and shade. With or without the crimson light of the dawn, You rise the intense sun from that. The tender nucleus of the flower, burn with heat and the grass burns in fire. Your special creation the universe, is both soft and hard, sometimes very hard and sometimes tender.
Thoughts
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