PS 4118
OI MAMATA' MA'KHA' A'NKHIIPA'TE NIRN'IMES'E
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
MAMATÁ MÁKHÁ, OI MAMATÁ MÁKHÁ ÁNKHI PÁTE
NIRNIMEŚE NISHÁY DIVASE CEYE ÁCHI PALE CAKITE MAMATÁ MÁKHÁ, OI MAMATÁ MÁKHÁ ÁNKHI PÁTE
JOÁR CALIYÁ JÁY BHÁT́ÁY REKHE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ JOÁR CALIYÁ JÁY BHÁT́ÁY REKHE KUSUM JHARIYÁ JÁY KÁNT́Á THÁKE JIIVAN SARIYÁ JÁY REKHE SMRITIKE JHALAMALE ÁLO JHARÁ SHEFÁLII RÁTE MAMATÁ MÁKHÁ, OI MAMATÁ MÁKHÁ ÁNKHI PÁTE
JÁNI NÁ KAKHAN KATHÁ KAHIBE PRIYA ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ JÁNI NÁ KAKHAN KATHÁ KAHIBE PRIYA BOLIBE TOMÁR ÁMI MOR TUMIO CALÁR PATHE MOR E PÁTHEYA NIYO OT́HÁ NÁVÁ BHAUNGÁ GAŔÁ SAKAL PATHE MAMATÁ MÁKHÁ, OI MAMATÁ MÁKHÁ ÁNKHI PÁTE
Translation
Those affection filled eyelids, day and night unblinking look astonish each moment. The tides go leaving the flow, the flowers whither leaving the thorns, the life passes leaving the memories, and illumination comes after the night of dropping of shefa’lii flowers. I do not know, when shall You speak out, O Dear, and tell me that You were mine and I am Yours. On the movement path, take this article of mine, on all the ways of rise and fall creation and destruction.
Thoughts
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