PS 3800
BHA'VERI GAHANE MA'DHURII SANE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
BHÁVERI GAHANE MÁDHURII SANE MÁDHAVI MAINJARI GUINJARI GÁYE
SHUDHU SE NÁ TÁKÁY CÁPÁ VEDANÁY VIIŃÁ TANTRE MOR DHVANI NÁHI PÁY MÁDHAVII MAINJARI GUINJARI GÁYE
SHUNI SE ÁSIÁ CHILO NIDÁGH DÁHE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ SHUNI SE ÁSIÁ CHILO NIDÁGHA DÁHE BELÁ BAKULER SÁTHE TÁP VIDÁHE KETAKI PARÁGE VARAŚÁR PRAVÁHE ESE CALE CHILO TÁRE DEKHINI AVAHELÁY MÁDHAVII MAINJARI GUINJARI GÁYE
SHARATE SHEFÁLI SÁTHE CHILO SÁJIÁ ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ SHARATE SHEFÁLI SÁTHE CHILO SÁJIÁ HEMANTE HIMA VÁHE CHILO MISHIYÁ DEKHITE CÁHI NÁI TÁI DEKHÁ HOE NÁI SE TRUT́I ÁMÁR TÁRE BHÁVENI UPEKŚÁY MÁDHAVII MAINJARI GUINJARI GÁYE
SHIITER SHAETYA VÁHE CHINU JAŔATÁY ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ SHIITER SHAETYA VÁHE CHINU JAŔATÁY DEKHINI SE ÁCHE TUŚÁRE SHUBHRATÁY VASANTE KLESHÁNTE MADHU NISHÁY MÁTIÁ CHILUM KHUNJINI SE ÁCHE KOTHÁY MÁDHAVII MAINJARI GUINJARI GÁYE
BHÁVERI GAHANE MÁDHURII SANE MÁDHAVI MAINJARI GUINJARI GÁYE
Translation
In the depth of ideation combined with sweetness, the bunch of ma’dhavii flowers sing with hum. Only it is not looking at my suppressed pain. It is not getting my call, which is combined with tinkling of lyre. I heard that he had came in intense summer sun along with flowers of bela’ and bakul for soothing the heat. Along with ketakii fragrance through the flow of rain, he was coming, but I did not see him and neglected. He came during winter with shefalii flower and then combined with snow. Because I did not want see we were not introduced. That mistake of mine he did not consider and overlooked. During intense cold, I was inert and did not observe him within the whiteness of snow. During spring, at the end of all pains, in the sweet night, I remained intoxicated and did not bother to search him.
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