PS 3954
VEN'UKA'R VA'NSHII VEJE JA'Y
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Roman script
VENUKÁR BÁNSHII BEJE JÁY GOPIKÁRÁ KÁRÁ JÁBI CALE ÁY
BÁNSHI BÁJE PAINCAME SABÁKÁR MANE MANE UJÁNE BAHÁY YAMUNÁY ANANTE DULE CALE LIILÁR DODUL DOLE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
ANANTE DULE CALE LIILÁR DODUL DOLE ÁMRA MUKULE PÁRULE BAKULE SHIMULE VRNDÁ VANE GOKULE KADAMBA TAMÁLE DYOTANÁY PRIITI UPACÁY SE DHVANI ÁCAMBITE SAMVITE CAKITE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
SE DHVANI ÁCAMBITE SAMVITE CAKITE JÁGÁLO VIMBA PÁTE MANO MÁJHE NIBHRITE BHÁLOBÁSÁR BHÁŚÁ RÁGE ANURÁGE MESHÁ CINMAYE CITI CETANÁY
VENUKÁR BÁNSHII BEJE JÁY GOPIKÁRÁ KÁRÁ JÁBI CALE ÁY
Translation
The bamboo flute goes on sounding, the devotees, Gopika’s, come for going to the prison. The flute blows in high pitch within all minds creating tides in the river Yamuna’. It goes on swinging infinitely oscillating on swing of liila, the illusion, through the mango buds, flower trees of pa’rul, bakul and shimul, in Vrnda’van, Gokul, and trees of kadamba and tama’l, overflowing love by gesture. That sound, surprising with astonishment awakens consciousness in seclusion within all minds of the world. With language of love, and tint of affection, mixed with consciousness as its embodiment.
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