PS 3831
A'MA'R GA'NER CHANDA A'JI
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
ÁMÁR GÁNER CHANDA ÁJI SUDURE HÁRIYE GECHE
MAN MAYURE BOJHE NÁKO CÁNDA MEGHER ÁŔÁLE ÁCHE SUDURE HÁRIYE GECHE
HÁRIYECHI JÁHÁI BHÁVI ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ HÁRIYECHI JÁHÁI BHÁVI HÁRÁYENI TÁ ÁCHE SABAI ASTÁCALE GELEO RAVI DIGANTERA OPÁRE RÁJE SUDURE HÁRIYE GECHE
HÁRÁY NÁKO KICHU KABHU ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ HÁRÁY NÁKO KICHU KABHU AJINÁNATÁY KÁNDI PRABHU BOJHÁLEO BUJHINÁ TABU BHÁVI STOKA VÁKYA SHONÁCCHE SUDURE HÁRIYE GECHE
ÁMÁR GÁNER CHANDA ÁJI SUDURE HÁRIYE GECHE
Translation
Today, the rhythm of my song is lost far away. The mental peacock does not understand, the moon is hidden behind the cloud. Whatever I imagine, is lost, but it is not totally consumed, it remains. The sun sets, but stays on the other side of the horizon. Nothing is lost forever, O Lord, I cry due to ignorance. Even after being explained, I do not understand, considering that I am only told insincere consoling words.
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