PS 4083
TOMA'RE A'MI CEYECHI LOKA'LAYE NAY MAN NILA'YE
Renditions
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Roman script
TOMÁRE ÁMI CEYECHI LOKÁLAYE NAY MAN NILAYE LOKÁLAYE NAY MAN NILAYE LOKÁLAYE NAY MAN NILAYE MÁNAS DEULE TÁI SÁJIYECHI
TOMÁRE ÁMI CEYECHI HE MOR PRIYATAMA VASUDHÁR PATI ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ HE MOR PRIYATAMA VASUDHÁR PATI TOMÁRE JÁNÁI TÁI KOT́ISHAH NATI SRIŚT́I STHITI TUMI PARMÁGATI ASÁR SAḾSÁRE E SÁR JENECHI
TOMÁRE ÁMI CEYECHI TUMII CHILE KICHU CHILO NÁ JABE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ TUMII CHILE KICHU CHILO NÁ JABE TUMI THEKE JÁBE JABE KICHU NÁ RABE SABE TAVA ÁSHRAYE BIIJE BÁNCIBE ÁBRAHMASTAMBHA NUPURE NÁCI TOMÁRE ÁMI CEYECHI
Translation
O Lord, I love You. Not in the worldly house but in the mental home. Thus I have decorated my mental temple. O my Dearest, owner of the world. Thus I bow before You millions of times. You are creation, sustenance and the ultimate desideratum, I know this essence in the nonessence world. When there was nothing, You existed. You would remain when nothing will exist. All would stay within Your shelter in seed form, from a blade of grass to the cosmos dancing with ankle bell.
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