PS 3855
EI PRADOS'E JALADA'KA'SHE
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Roman script
EI PRADOŚE JALADÁKÁSHE GÁN GEYE GEYE KE SE BHESE JÁY
AMITA NILAYE DIGVALAYE SNIGDHA PARASHE MALAY VÁY GÁN GEYE GEYE KE SE BHESE JÁY
KETAKI KESHARE KE SE KRTA KABARII ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ KETAKI KESHARE KE SE KRTA KABARII HOE BHÁVI JEGE SÁRÁ VIBHÁVARII SHRUTI PATHE D́HELE DIYE SMITA SURABHI E PRÁVRIT́E KI VÁŃII SHONÁY GÁN GEYE GEYE KE SE BHESE JÁY
DIN TITHI VÁR MITI BHULÁIÁ DEY ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ DIN TITHI VÁR MITI BHULÁIÁ DEY SE AJÁNÁ ATITHI MÁDHURII MÁYÁY MOHAN SUHÁSE TÁR DYUTI JHALAKÁY NITI NITI TÁR SMRTI RABHASE MÁTÁY GÁN GEYE GEYE KE SE BHESE JÁY
Translation
At this evening, with cloudy sky, constantly singing the song, who goes on gliding though the unlimited home of the horizon with soft touch of the sandal breeze? With ketakii fragrance applied on the chignon, whole night I have been wondering Who was that, Who through the ears, had poured smiling fragrance by unknown message during this rain. Day date and time period, That unknown traveler makes me forget, with sweet charm. With charming smile His glow is seen. Constantly His memory makes me frenzied with upsurge.
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