PS 4101
TOMA'R KATHA' BHEVE BHEVE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
TOMÁR KATHÁ BHEVE BHEVE BHÚLE GECHI KANNÁ HÁSI
BHÚLE GECHI CÁOÁ PÁOÁ ÁKÁSHA CHÁOÁ JYOTSNÁ RÁSHI TOMÁR KATHÁ BHEVE BHEVE BHÚLE GECHI KANNÁ HÁSI
BHORE JE PHÚL PHÚT́E CHILO NECE HESE METE CHILO SUVÁS D́HELE CALE CHILO SE KII GECHE ÁNDHÁRE MISHI TOMÁR KATHÁ BHEVE BHEVE BHÚLE GECHI KANNÁ HÁSI
ARUŃERI PÚRVA RÁGE PARÁG ANURÁGERI RÁGE MEGH MALHÁR DIIPAK RÁGE SE ÁJAO BOLE BHÁLOBÁSI TOMÁR KATHÁ BHEVE BHEVE BHÚLE GECHI KANNÁ HÁSI
Translation
O Lord. All the time thinking of you, I have forgotten cries and smiles. I forgot all attainments, desires and abundant illumination. The flowers blooming in the morning were intoxicated in dancing and laughing and spread fragrance. Has it disappeared in darkness? Even today, through the crimson glow of the eastern sky, the colours of pollens tinged with affection and the melodies of meghamalla’r and diipak, it articulates its deep feelings of love.
Thoughts
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