PS 4074
JA'OYA' A'R A'SA' NIRA'SHA' O A'SHA'
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
JÁOÁ ÁR ÁSÁ NIRÁSHÁ O ÁSHÁ KÁNDÁ ÁR HÁSÁ, EI DHARÁ
JÁRE DEKHI TÁRE JÁRE DEKHI TÁRE KABHU BHÁVI DÚRE JÁRE DEKHI TÁRE KABHU BHÁVI DÚRE JÁRE DEKHI TÁRE KABHU BHÁVI DÚRE KABHU KÁCHE SURE BHÁVI BHARÁ KÁNDÁ ÁR HÁSÁ, EI DHARÁ
GAHAN ÁNDHÁRE GAHAN ÁNDHÁRE NISHIITHE GABHIIRE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ GAHAN ÁNDHÁRE NISHIITHE GABHIIRE KABHU HÁRIYE GELO NIRÁSHÁ TIMIRE PÚRVÁKÁSHE CÁI ÁSHÁR CHANDA PÁI DEKHI BHORER ÁLO SONÁ JHARÁ KÁNDÁ ÁR HÁSÁ, EI DHARÁ
KENDE KENDE JABE KENDE KENDE JABE BHÁVI EKÁ BHAVE KENDE KENDE JABE BHÁVI EKÁ BHAVE KENDE KENDE JABE BHÁVI EKÁ BHAVE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ KENDE KENDE JABE BHÁVI EKÁ BHAVE KEHO NÁHI MOR TRILOK TRIDIVE MUKUTÁ JHARÁ HÁSI HÁSO ALAKHE BASI BOLO TUMI NAO ÁMI HÁRÁ KÁNDÁ ÁR HÁSÁ, EI DHARÁ
JÁOÁ ÁR ÁSÁ NIRÁSHÁ O ÁSHÁ KÁNDÁ ÁR HÁSÁ, EI DHARÁ
Translation
Coming and going, hope and despair, crying and smiling, is this world. Whomsoever I see they are sometimes far, sometimes close, full of melody, as I think. In deep, dense dark night, sometimes lost in the darkness of hopelessness. Then looking at the eastern sky, I get rhythm of hope, and I see that the morning light is gold scattering. When lonely in the world, crying and crying, I think that there is no one as mine in the three arenas and heaven, You, sitting unseen, smile scattering pearls. And tell, “ I am not lost”.
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