PS 4230
TUMI BHARA' VA'DALE ESECHO KUMUDA PHUT'ECHE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
TUMI BHARÁ BÁDALE ESECHO KUMUD PHÚT́ECHE KETAKII HESECHE CÁTAKER PRÁŃA BHARECHO
TUMI BHARÁ BÁDALE ESECHO OI IISHÁN KOŃETE KATA DÚRE HOTE MEGHERÁ ESECHE PATH BHÚLE PUNJE PUINJE NIIP NIKUNJE MADHUP JUT́ECHE DALE DALE ÁR THEKO NÁ BÁHIRE, ESO MOR GHARE PRIITI DHÁRE BHIJE RAYECHO
TUMI BHARÁ BÁDALE ESECHO OI VEŃUKÁ KUINJE GUINJARE ALI SHIKHII TAMÁLERII SHÁKHE MÁNAS VITÁNE TANMAY TANU PRAJÁPATI BHÁVE KÁKE ÁJ SHONO MOR KATHÁ VARAŚÁR VYATHÁ YADI BHAROSÁR BHELÁ BHÁSIYECHO TUMI BHARÁ BÁDALE ESECHO
Translation
O Lord, You have come when it is full of clouds. The lilly blooms, ketakii smiles, and You have filled vitality in the ca’tak bird. In the northeastern corner, from great distance, the clouds came mistaking the path. Into the niip bushes, groups and groups of bees collect on the leaves. Do not stay out any more, come to my home and remain wet with the flow of love. On that bamboo grove, bees buzz and peacocks stay on the branches of tama’l trees. Engrossed in the mental arbor bodily, about whom the butterfly thinks? Today You listen to my story, the pain of the rains, if You float the boat of consolation.
Thoughts
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