PS 3889
A'LOKE AN^DHA'RE LIILA'VIBHAVA
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Roman script
ÁLOKE ÁNDHÁRE LIILÁ VIBHAVA MAN CHUT́E JÁY DHARITE NÁ PÁY
SMARAŃE MANANE KII ANUBHAVA BUJHITE PÁRÁ JÁY BOJHÁNO NÁ JÁY MAN CHUT́E JÁY DHARITE NÁ PÁY
EKÁNTE BASE BHÁVI JAKHAN E PRIYA ÁMÁR KENO EMAN SAKAL BHÁVANÁ ESE JÁNÁY JAKHAN SIIMÁY E PRIYATAM DHARÁ NÁHI DEY MAN CHUT́E JÁY DHARITE NÁ PÁY
MANER GAHAN PÁNE, JAKHANI DEKHI E PRIYA ÁY DEY UNKI JHUNKI DHARÁ NÁHI DILEO DEY NÁ PHÁNKI ÁMI DHARÁ DILEI TÁRE PÁOÁ JÁY MAN CHUT́E JÁY DHARITE NÁ PÁY
ÁLOKE ÁNDHÁRE LIILÁ VIBHAVA MAN CHUT́E JÁY DHARITE NÁ PÁY
Translation
With the illusive magnanimity of light and shade, the mind goes on rushing, without holding. What an experience in remembering and meditation, it is not possible to understand and explain. Sitting in solitude when I think, how is that Dear my own, then all thoughts come together to explain that the Dearest cannot be held within the periphery limitation. When I saw towards the depth of the mind, I found that Dear peeping there. It is not deception that He does not come into the fold, rather by my own coming into His folds, He can be attained.
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