PS 4232
TOMA'RE BHEVECHI JAVE A'KA'SHE HESECHILA CA'ND
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
TOMÁRE BHEVECHI JABE ÁKÁSHE HESE CHILO CÁNDA
CHILO JE MAN BHÁVÁSAVE MÁNE NI NINDÁ STUTIR BÁNDHA ÁKÁSHE HESE CHILO CÁNDA
NILAYE ESECHE MALAY ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ NILAYE ESECHE MALAY KAYE GECHE KÁŃE KÁŃE BHEVO NÁ PRALAYER VILAY BHÁLO LÁGÁR E UJÁNE JE TOMÁR MANE HESECHE TÁRAI D́ARE MARAŃERA PHÁNDA ÁKÁSHE HESE CHILO CÁNDA
KETAKII KESHAR BHESECHE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ KETAKII KESHAR BHESECHE PARÁGERI SURABHITE MANDÁKRÁNTÁ TÁLE BOLECHE CAOÁ PAOÁR URDDHVA HOTE JE CÁNDA TOMÁR MAN BHARECHE SEI PURÁBE ASIIMER SÁDHA ÁKÁSHE HESE CHILO CÁNDA
TOMÁRE BHEVECHI JABE ÁKÁSHE HESE CHILO CÁNDA
Translation
When I thought of You, moon was there in the sky. The mind was engrossed in the essence of thought, does not heed to the bondage of praise and slander. The sandal breeze came into home, and whispered in ears, “ Do not consider this loving tide as extinction. He who smiles in Your mind, fearing Him jump over the death. The pollens of ketakii and keshar float with fragrance. They move upward crossing over the desires and achievements uttering in the manda’kra’nta’ rhythm, The moon that has filled your mind, that only would fulfill Your will for the infinity.
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