PS 3791
GA'NERI DESHE ELE AVASHES'E
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GÁNERI DESHE ELE AVASHEŚE TOMÁR NÁI TULANÁ
DARSHAN O SHÁSTRE TOMÁRE BÁNDHITE KEU PÁRENI KEU PÁRE NÁ TOMÁR NÁI TULANÁ
TABUO MÁNAVA MÁNASÁTIITE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ TABUO MÁNAVA MÁNASÁTIITE VIDHI NIŚEDHE CÁY DHARITE MANERI BÁDHÁ MANERI SÁDHÁ MANER PRABHU KE BÁNDHÁ JÁBE NÁ TOMÁR NÁI TULANÁ
SABETE ÁCHO SABÁR PRABHU ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ SABETE ÁCHO SABÁR PRABHU DHARÁ CHONYÁY ÁSO NÁ KABHU TOMÁRE DHARITE CÁI JE TABU KENO MORÁ KEU JÁNI NÁ TOMÁR NÁI TULANÁ
GÁNERI DESHE ELE AVASHEŚE TOMÁR NÁI TULANÁ
Translation
O Lord, at the end, You came from the arena of songs, there is no comparison of Yours. With philosophy and scriptures, no one could bind You, or would do so. Still the human beings want to hold You, beyond mind, with the discipline of dos and don’ts. The mental Lord cannot be bound by mental restrictions and mental endeavor. O the Lord of all, You are within all, and never come touching the earth. Still people want to hold You, why, I do not know.
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