PS 3805
SHEPHA'LII JHARA' PATHE SEI NISHIITHE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
SHEFÁLI JHARÁ PATHE SEI NISHIITHE TUMI ESE CHILE MOR GHARE
MADHU JYOTSNÁR ÁLO ÁMÁR MAN MÁTÁLO TOMÁRE DEKHINU ÁNKHI BHARE TUMI ESE CHILE MOR GHARE
CHILO SÁDÁ MEGHE SÁJÁNO ÁKÁSHA CANDRÁLOKE CHILO TÁR PRATIBHÁSA SHIHARAŃA ENE CHILO MALAY VÁTÁSA MOHITA CHILO MAN MADHUKARE TUMI ESE CHILE MOR GHARE
BHULITE PÁRI NÁI ÁJAO SEI UTSAVE PRÁŃA KE UPACÁNO SE PRIYA ÁSAVE MANER JATA DHÁRÁ MILE MISHE SABE PRAŃATI KARE CHILO EK TOMÁRE TUMI ESE CHILE MOR GHARE
SHEFÁLI JHARÁ PATHE SEI NISHIITHE TUMI ESE CHILE MOR GHARE
Translation
O Lord, on the path with dropped shefalii flowers, on that night, You had come to my home. In the illumination of sweet moonlight, my mind was frenzied and I saw You fulfilling my eyes. The sky was decorated with white clouds, their reflection persisted in the moonlight. The sandal breeze brought quiver and the mental bee was charmed. I am unable to forget that festival even today. That Dear had overflowed my vigor with the nectar. All the flows of the mind merging together expressed salutations in singular You.
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