PS 4178
JATA A'VILATA' SARIYE DILE
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JATA ÁVILATÁ SARIYE DILE ÁSAN NILE ÁMÁR CIDÁKÁSHE TUMI ÁSAN NILE ÁMÁR CIDÁKÁSHE
PAUNKILATÁY PHUL PHOTÁLE CHAŔIYE DILE KAMALER NIRYÁSE TUMI ÁSAN NILE ÁMÁR CIDÁKÁSHE
AGATIR GATI TUMI JE PRIYA ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ AGATIR GATI TUMI JE PRIYA DEHER MANER ÁMÁR PRAŃÁM NIO KRPÁ KAŃÁ KRTÁRTHA KARIO E KAŃIKÁ KE KARUŃÁ VASHE TUMI ÁSAN NILE ÁMÁR CIDÁKÁSHE
SAUNGII TUMI JIIVANE MARAŃE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ SAUNGII TUMI JIIVANE MARAŃE CALÁR PATHE ÁCHO SAḾGOPANE SUKHE DUHKHE MANER MADHU VANE PRACCHANNA ÁCHO ACCHINNA RESHE TUMI ÁSAN NILE ÁMÁR CIDÁKÁSHE
JATA ÁVILATÁ SARIYE DILE ÁSAN NILE ÁMÁR CIDÁKÁSHE
Translation
O Lord, removing all impurities, You took the seat in the firmament of my mind. Blooming flower in the mud, You scattered essence of fragrance of lotus. O Dear, You are the resort of the destitute, accept my salutations with body and mind. Oblige this meager with wee bit of Your grace by mercy. You are the companion in life and death, You are the movement path secretly. During my pain and pleasure, in the sweet garden of my mind, You are wide spread uninterrupted till the end.
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