PS 4121
PHULER SHA'BHA' PHULIRE GECHE EI VANE A'MI (1)
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
PHÚLER SHOBHÁ PHÚRIYE GECHE EI VANE ÁMI KÁNDI
PÁPAŔI JHARÁ KÁNT́ÁY BHARÁ SHUKANO PÁTÁY MÁLÁ GÁNTHI EI VANE ÁMI KÁNDI
ÁSO YADI OGO PATHIK ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ ÁSO YADI OGO PATHIK HAT́HÁT MORE DEKHATE KŚAŃIK DEKHABE NÁ SEI HARŚOŚŃIK KEUR KIRAŃ RÁTI EI VANE ÁMI KÁNDI
TABU TUMI ESO PATHIK ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ TABU TUMI ESO PATHIK DEKHE JEO ÁMÁY KŚAŃIK MANTRA MUGDHA KARO KŚAŃIK TÁKIYE ÁNKHI PÁTI EI VANE ÁMI KÁNDI
PHÚLER SHOBHÁ PHÚRIYE GECHE EI VANE ÁMI KÁNDI
Translation
The decoration of flower is gone and in this garden I am crying. With the petaldropped thornfull, dry leaves, I am threading the garland. O Traveler, if You come for a little while, to see me, You would not see that night of ornaments vibrant with joy. Still, O Dear, You come, see me for a while, charm me for a moment, looking me in eyes.
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