PS 4332
VRJA KISHORA TOMA'RE KI KARE BHULIVA MANER
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VRAJA KISHOR TOMÁRE KI KARE BHULIBO MANER MÁLÁY MOR CHILO JE PRIITIR D́ORE KONO PRÁŃE SE T́ÁNE CHINŔIBO
VRAJA KISHOR TOMÁRE KI KARE BHULIBO SVAPANE JANAME JANAME JE SÁJI SÁJÁYECHI MANOBHUME SARAGAME JE SUR SÁDHIÁCHI KŚAŃEK NÁHI THEME, JE VIITHI RACIÁCHI BHULE THEKE TÁKE KI HÁRÁBO
VRAJA KISHOR TOMÁRE KI KARE BHULIBO AYANE AYANE CALI, SE PRIITI NÁHI BHULI AINJITA COKHE TULI AINJANE MÁKHÁ TULI SAMVITE ÁRTITE EKÁNTE ENKE CALI SE BHÁVER BHÁVANÁ ANÚPO VRAJA KISHOR TOMÁRE KI KARE BHULIBO
Translation
O The lad of Vraja, how can I forget You? The twine of love in my mental garland, with what heart I pull to break? During births after births, in dream the welcome decoration that I have made, in mental arena the tune that I have rehearsed with octave, does not stop even for a moment, on the path that I create, can I ever forget that even by mistake? Even moving eons after eons, that love I do not forget, I raise the decorated eyes, lift my head for smearing decoration, With earnestness and consciousness, I go on marking in seclusion. The ideation of that thought is unparallel.
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