PS 3860
PU'RVA DIGANTE TAMASA'R ANTE
Renditions
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Roman script
PÚRVA DIGANTE TAMASÁR ANTE UNKI DEY RAKTIM ÁBHÁ
YUGE YUGÁNTE EI PRATYÁNTE KE SE ÁSE PURURAVÁ UNKI DEY RAKTIM ÁBHÁ
KŚUDRA JÁ KICHU MOR NILO JE KEŔE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ KŚUDRA JÁ KICHU MOR NILO JE KEŔE BRHATER BHÁVANÁY DIYECHE BHARE ÁLOKER UDBHÁSE PRÁŃER BHÁVOCCHÁSE BHÁVÁLOKE MANO LOBHÁ UNKI DEY RAKTIM ÁBHÁ
ÁMÁR JÁ KICHU SABAI DIYECHI TÁRE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ ÁMÁR JÁ KICHU SABAI DIYECHI TÁRE EGIYE CALI PATHE TÁHÁRI TARE UTSAVE ÁSAVE NITYA SE VÁSAVE SMARE CALI RAJANII DIVÁ UNKI DEY RAKTIM ÁBHÁ
Translation
The red glow in the morning at the end of the night peeps in the eastern horizon of sky. At the end of eras after eras, Who, Purarava’ has come? He snatched away all the meanness in me and filled me with the ideation of the Great. Illuminating with light with overwhelming heart, He has charmed with effulgence of feelings. Whatever is mine, all that I have given to Him, and for Him with His ideation, I go on moving forward. With the nectar of festivity, ever remembering the Controller of all, I move day and night.
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