PS 4277
ARUN' PRABHA'TE A'LOKAPA'TE KE TUMI SAHASA' ELE
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ARUŃ PRABHÁTE ÁLOK PÁTE KE TUMI SAHASÁ ELE DILE NÁKO PARICAY
CHILUM GHUM GHORE JÁGÁLE ÁGHÁTE DVÁRE KONO KATHÁ NÁ KAHIÁ KARILE JIIVAN JAY DILE NÁKO PARICAY
BUJHITE PÁRINI ÁMI KEMANE ELE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ BUJHITE PÁRINI ÁMI KEMANE ELE KII BHÁVE MANER ARGAL KHULILE KŚAŃA TARE DÁNŔÁLE NÁ KE ÁMI SHUDHÁLE NÁ MANER GAHANE ELE BHULÁLE KÁL SAMAY
DILE NÁKO PARICAY
JE KŚUDRATÁ CHILO MORE GHIRIÁ ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ JE KŚUDRATÁ CHILO MORE GHIRIÁ JE ASMITÁ NAM RÚPE BÁNDHIÁ JE BÁNDHAN KHULE DILE ÁRO KÁCHE T́ENE NILE BOLILE BHUMÁR BHÁVE KARO AŃU VINIMAY DILE NÁKO PARICAY
ARUŃ PRABHÁTE ÁLOK PÁTE KE TUMI SAHASÁ ELE DILE NÁKO PARICAY
Translation
O Lord, with crimson morning, radiating illumination, Who is that You, who came and did not provide Your acquaintance. I was in deep slumber, You woke me up with knock at the door. Without telling anything, You made my life victorious. I could not understand, how did You come. Thinking what You opened the door bolts of my mind? Did not stand even for a moment, did not ask who am I? You came into the depth of the mind, forgetting the particular time. The meanness that had surrounded me, the ego that had bound me with name and form, that bondage You opened, and pulled me closer. You told me to exchange the microscopic thinking with Cosmic ideation.
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