PS 4305
KORA'R KAPA'T'A A'GHA'TE BHA'UNGIYA' A'LO NIYE ELE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
KÁRÁR KAPÁT́ ÁGHÁTE BHÁUNGIÁ ÁLO NIYE ELE KE GO ATITHI
AJÁNÁ PATHIK TUMI E BHÁVE ÁSIÁ SARÁLE TAMISRÁR BHIITI ÁLO NIYE ELE KE GO ATITHI
KONO ÁSHÁ JE KARENI BHÁŚÁ JÁR MÚKA CHILO PRATIVÁDA JÁNÁYENI AVICÁR SAYE CHILO
TÁREO SMARAŃA KARE GÁND́IIVA TULE DHARE SHONÁLE JIIVANER GIITI ÁLO NIYE ELE KE GO ATITHI
MUHUR MUHU BÁJE TAVA JAY BHERI AHARAH CHOT́E SE JE DIGANTA VIDÁRI EK KE ANEK TUMI ANEKER EK HARI TOMÁR KARUŃÁ JÁCI NITI ÁLO NIYE ELE KE GO ATITHI
Translation
Breaking the doors of the prison with a blow, and carrying the light, which Guest has come? O the Unknown Traveler, coming like this, You removed the fear of darkness. Those who did not have any hope, and whose language was dumb, who tolerated the injustice without expressing the protest, remembering them also, You took up arm like Ga’nd’iiva bow and conveyed to them the song of life. Your victory drum sounds again and again and rushes out piecing though all directions. You are One for the multiples, though all multiplicities are fro You alone. We all seek Your grace all the time.
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