PS 3922
CA'NDER DESHER APSARA' SE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
CÁNDER DESHER APSARÁ SE CÁNDER DESHER APSARÁ SE CÁNDER DESHER APSARÁ SE CÁNDER DESHER APSARÁ SE BOLALE ESE PRADOŚE HESE HESE HESE HESE
KISER TARE EMAN KARE BHÁVER GHORE ÁCHO KI ÁSHE BOLALE ESE PRADOŚE, HESE HESE
JÁNI NÁKO ÁMI BOLI KÁR TARE DINE RÁTE CALI CALÁR SHEŚE KE SE ESE KAIBE KATHÁ BHÁLOBESE BOLALE ESE PRADOŚE, HESE HESE
HE APSARÁ BOLO ÁMÁY ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ HE APSARÁ BOLO ÁMÁY SE MOR PRIYA THÁKE KOTHÁY KAR NÚPURE MOHAN PURE AJÁNÁJÁNÁY MESHE BOLALE ESE PRADOŚE, HESE HESE
CÁNDER DESHER APSARÁ SE BOLALE ESE PRADOŚE, HESE HESE
Translation
That Nymph from the arena of moon came and told in the pre evening smilingly, “For Whom with what hope, you are thinking so intensely like this”? I told, “ I do not know for Whom I am moving day and night, Who is there at the end of the journey, tell me about Him lovingly. O Nymph, tell me where is that Dear of mine dwelling, Whose charming ankle bell joins the known and unknown arenas.
Thoughts
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