PS 4192
A'MI, JHARAN'A DHA'RA'Y NA'CI GO
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
ÁMI JHARŃA DHÁRAY NÁCI GO ÁMI KIMSHUKE BHESE JÁI ÁMI PUSPA KORAKE MADHU GO ÁMI ÁVESHE DHARÁ MÁ’TÁ’I MOR TULANÁ NÁI MOR TULANÁ NÁI
JÁRÁ ESECHILO ATIITE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ JÁRÁ ESECHILO ATIITE JÁRÁ ÁCHE ÁJO DHARÁTE ÁSBE JÁRÁ BHAVIŚYATE TÁDER MÁDHURII GÁI MOR TULANÁ NÁI MOR TULANÁ NÁI
ÁMI RAKTIM RÁ’GE NAVÁRUŃ ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ ÁMI RAKTIM RÁGE NAVÁRUŃ ÁMI KHARA VAESHÁKHERI ÁGUN ÁMI KISHALAYE BHARÁ PHÁGUN DIIPAKE PRÁŃA JÁGÁI MOR TULANÁ NÁI MOR TULANÁ NÁI
Translation
I dance in the fountains. I drift along filled with the beauty of the kimshuk flower. I am the nectar in the buds of flowers. I make the world mad with impulse. I have no comparison.
I sing the glories of those who came in the past of those who still exist today and of those who will come in future.
I am the new sun with crimson rays. I am also the scorching heat of summer. I am the spring season full of new leaves. I awaken life with my own effulgence.
Thoughts
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