PS 3943
KOTHA' HATE ESECHILA BEN^DHECHILA PRIITID'OR
Renditions
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Roman script
KOTHÁ HOTE ESE CHILO BENDHE CHILO PRIITI D́OR BHÁLOBESE CALE GELO BUJHILO NÁ VYATHÁ MOR
HUTÁSHE DÁHIKÁ SAMA PASHE CHILO MANE MAMA ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ HUTÁSHE DÁHIKÁ SAMA PASHE CHILO MANE MAMA MANANE AMIYA GHANA, NÚPURERETE NIKKANA PARASHE SE ANUPAMA, HARAŚE SE RÁUNGÁLO BHOR BHÁLOBESE CALE GELO BUJHILO NÁ VYATHÁ MOR
VIIŃÁR TANTRII MOR NIIRAVA KARIÁ GELO ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ VIIŃÁR TANTRII MOR NIIRAVA KARIÁ GELO PRIITIR YANTRI MOR PARAG KÁŔIYÁ NILO ÁNKHI JALE REKHE GELO MATHIYÁ CIT CAKOR BHÁLOBESE CALE GELO BUJHILO NÁ VYATHÁ MOR
KOTHÁ HOTE ESE CHILO BENDHE CHILO PRIITI D́OR BHÁLOBESE CALE GELO BUJHILO NÁ VYATHÁ MOR
Translation
O Lord, coming from which origin, You tied the twine of love, and went away on loving, did not understand my agony. Like burning fire, You entered my mind, O the dense nectar of mind, tinkling of ankle bell. That touch was unparalleled and like pleasant colourful morning. You went silencing the strings of my viin’a’. The machine man of love, You snatched away my essence. You left tears in my eyes churning the mind.
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