PS 4317
A'MA'R A'NCALA PA'TA' CHILA NA' PRABHU TUMI UJA'R'A
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
ÁMÁR ÁINCAL PÁTÁ CHILO NÁ PRABHU TUMI UJÁŔ KARE D́HELE CHILE
ÁMI TOMÁR PÁNE CÁI NI KABHU TUMI ÁMÁY D́EKE NIYE CHILE TUMI UJÁŔ KARE D́HELE CHILE
KATA PATHER KÁNT́Á BINDHECHE PÁYE DHULÁY GECHO DHÚSAR HOYE RAVI KARE ÁRAKTA HOYE, MOR KUT́IRE ESE CHILE TUMI UJÁŔ KARE D́HELE CHILE
ÁMI JAD́ER PÁNE CHILUM CEYE MATTA MADIR BADHIR HOYE TUMI KRPÁR D́ÁLÁ HÁTHE NIYE ÁMÁR PÁNE CEYE CHILE TUMI UJÁŔ KARE D́HELE CHILE
ÁMÁR ÁINCAL PÁTÁ CHILO NÁ PRABHU TUMI UJÁŔ KARE D́HELE CHILE
Translation
O Lord, my scarf was not spread, yet, You overwhelmingly poured over that. I never looked at You, yet, You have called me. How many thorns pricked Your feet on the path, which were smeared with dust? Getting red with sunrays, You came to my hut. Today I am grossly inclined towards the matter, becoming intoxicated and deaf. Bringing in hand the tray offering of grace, moved towards me.
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