PS 4131
SHRA'VAN'ER DHA'RA' VAHE JA'Y YA'RA' A'SE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
SHRÁVAŃER DHÁRÁ BAHE JÁY BAHE JÁY, BAHE JÁY
JÁRÁ ÁSE TÁRÁ KEU THÁME NÁKO YATHÁVIDHI PATHE SABE DHÁY BAHE JÁY, BAHE JÁY
JE PUŚPA CHILO PATRE SUPTA SEO HOYE JÁY KORAKA MUKTA MADHU MÁDHURITE HOYE NIŚIKTA PÁPAŔITE JHARE AJÁNÁY BAHE JÁY, BAHE JÁY
KE GO ELE PRABHU KARUŃÁ DIIPTA TIMIR JIIVANE KARE PRADIIPTA GHÚMANTA PRÁŃE BHARIYE DRPTA T́ÁNO SMITA CITA VASUDHÁY BAHE JÁY, BAHE JÁY
SHRÁVAŃER DHÁRÁ BAHE JÁY BAHE JÁY, BAHE JÁY
Translation
The current of rainwater goes on flowing, goes on flowing. Those who come, no one stops and as per order all rush on the path. Those flowers that were sleeping within the leaves they become open with pollen. Getting moist with sweetness of honey, the petals whither away into unknown. Who is that Lord, effulgent with mercy, illuminating the dark life? Filling the wandering vigor with spirit, pull the smiling hearted world.
Thoughts
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