PS 4091
A'MI TOMA'RE BHULIYA' CHINU KATADIN
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
ÁMI, TOMÁRE BHÚLIYÁ CHINU KATA DIN ÁMI, TOMÁRE BHÚLIYÁ CHINU KATA DIN ÁMI, TOMÁRE BHÚLIYÁ CHINU KATA DIN
CALECHI UCAL PATHE PAŔECHI SÁGAR SHROTE CHILE SVARŃÁBJA ACIN CHILE SVARŃÁBJA ACIN CHILE SVARŃÁBJA ACIN MALIN HOYECHE DIN HATÁDARE SHRIIHIIN ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
MALIN HOYECHE DIN HATÁDARE SHRIIHIIN KÁNDIYÁ KET́ECHE RÁT NIŚPRÁŃA NIRVÁT KABHU UTTURE HÁOÁ KEŔE NIYE CÁOÁ PÁOÁ JADATÁY KARIYÁCHE LIIN TOMÁRE BHÚLIYÁ CHINU KATA DIN
RTU RÁJE ELO DIN PUŚPE HOLO RAUNGIIN ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ RTU RÁJE ELO DIN PUŚPE HOLO RAUNGIIN JYOTSNÁY BHARÁ RÁT RÁKÁ KEKÁ MADHU VÁTA MALAY PAVAN ELO, SHIHARAŃA JÁGÁILO
BOLE SHONO KÁR BÁJE BIIN TOMÁRE BHÚLIYÁ CHINU KATA DIN ÁMI, TOMÁRE BHÚLIYÁ CHINU KATA DIN
Translation
O Lord for how much time I had forgotten You. Moving through the high path, I have fallen into stream of ocean. The golden lotus remained unrecognised. The days were dull due to dishonor and lack of capability. The nights passed lifeless and without air. Sometimes the northern wind snatched away the desires and achievements absorbing me in inertia. The springtime came, and the flowers became colourful. The illuminated moonlit night came with sweet breeze, with peacock’s call. The sandal breeze came and raised shivering, and told, “ Listen, Whose viin’a’ is being played”?
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