PS 4125
ESECHILE MANE KON SE PHA'GUN'E BHULE
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Roman script
ESECHILE MANE KON SE PHÁGUNE BHÚLE GECHI TÁR TITHI KÁLA ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
ESECHILE MANE KON SE PHÁGUNE BHÚLE GECHI TÁR TITHI KÁLA VASANTA RÁGE BHÁVE ANURÁGE RACECHILE KII SE MÁYÁ JÁLA BHÚLE GECHI TÁR TITHI KÁLA
AMÁNISHÁ MÁJHE ENE PÚRŃIMÁ ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ AMÁNISHÁ MÁJHE ENE PÚRŃIMÁ BRIHATE T́ÁNILE ÁMÁR AŃIMÁ BOLILE CETANÁTE TAVA TANIMÁ SINDHUTE HOVE UTTÁLA BHÚLE GECHI TÁR TITHI KÁLA
TÁR PAR KATA SROT BAYE GECHE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ TÁR PAR KATA SROT BAYE GECHE VYAVADHÁNE SMRITI MALIN HOYECHE MANER GAHANE TABU KE KAHICHE SE PRIYA MÁNE NÁ KÁLÁKÁLA BHÚLE GECHI TÁR TITHI KÁLA
ESECHILE MANE KON SE PHÁGUNE BHÚLE GECHI TÁR TITHI KÁLA
Translation
O Lord, during which spring You had come into the mind, I have forgotten the date and time of that. With loving feeling, and hue of spring, what a web of delusion You had created. During dark night, You brought full moon, You pulled my smallness into Great. You told “ your slimness in consciousness would be vibrant in ocean”. After that numerous streams flowed away. Due to obstructions, the memory has faded. But what have You said in the depth of mind, that Dear does not accept any consideration of time.
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