PS 4312
GA'NER MA'LA' GENTHE CHILUM ARUN'RA'GE EKLA' VASE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
GÁNER MÁLÁ GENTHE CHILUM ARUŃ RÁGE EKLÁ BASE
KEU CHILO NÁ ÁSHE PÁSHE MAN CHILO TAVA SAKÁSHE ARUŃ RÁGE EKLÁ BASE
SHISHIR JALE SINÁN KARI SHUBHRA SHUCI VASAN PARI BERIE CHILUM TOMÁY SMARI VANA PÁNE BHULE TANDRÁLASE ARUŃ RÁGE EKLÁ BASE
CALÁR PATHER SHATA BÁDHÁ ÁLOR ÁNDHÁRERI DHANDHÁ UTKRAMI SUR HOLO SÁDHÁ PÁSHARI SAB LAJJÁ PÁSHE ARUŃ RÁGE EKLÁ BASE
GÁNER MÁLÁ GENTHE CHILUM ARUŃ RÁGE EKLÁ BASE
Translation
Sitting alone, with crimson colour, I have been threading the garland of songs. There was no one close by, the mind was under Your vicinity. Bathing in the dew water, wearing white pure dress, remembering You, I had been roaming towards the forest, forgetting the laziness and drowsiness. Crossing hundreds of obstructions of the movement path, with web of light and dark, rehearsing the melody, and forgetting all bondages of shyness.
Thoughts
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