PS 4354
GHUMER DESHE MADHUR HESE ACINA PARII TUMI
Renditions
Lyrics
GHUMER DESHE, MADHUR HESE ACIN PARII TUMI KE ELE KE GO ELE, TUMI, KE ELE
TOMÁR LÁSYE MUKTÁ JHARE DEKHE MOR ÁNKHI BHARE MAN KEŔE NILE KICHU NÁ BOLE KE GO ELE, TUMI, KE ELE
TUMI D́ÁKALEO ÁSO NÁ SUKHE NÁ D́EKE O PÁI JE DUHKHE NIRVÁK VISHIIRŃA MUKHE NIRÁSHÁY BHAGNA BUKE BHÁLOBÁSÁR BHÁŚÁ SHONÁLE KE GO ELE, TUMI, KE ELE
MANER MAINJÚŚÁ TOMÁR UJÁŔ KARE D́HÁLO BHÁVO NÁ KE MÚKA, KE MANDA, KE BÁ BHÁLO KE BÁ AMÁR KÁLO, KE BÁ CÁNDER ÁLO SABÁR TARE DHARÁY NÁMILE KE GO ELE, TUMI, KE ELE
GHUMER DESHE, MADHUR HESE ACIN PARII TUMI KE ELE KE GO ELE, TUMI, KE ELE
O The Unknown Engel, into the land of sleep, smiling sweetly, who is that You, Who came? With Your gesture, pearls flow, looking at that my eyes are satiated. You snatched my mind, without telling anything. Even after calling, during pleasure, You do not come, and without calling, I find You in sorrows. To the silent worn face, and heart broken with disappointments, You spoke the language of love. You pour overwhelmingly, Your mental casket. You do not consider who is dumb, who is dull, or good. Who is dense dark or who is shining like moonlight, for all You came down to the earth.
Translation
GHUMER DESHE, MADHUR HESE ACIN PARII TUMI KE ELE KE GO ELE, TUMI, KE ELE
TOMÁR LÁSYE MUKTÁ JHARE DEKHE MOR ÁNKHI BHARE MAN KEŔE NILE KICHU NÁ BOLE KE GO ELE, TUMI, KE ELE
TUMI D́ÁKALEO ÁSO NÁ SUKHE NÁ D́EKE O PÁI JE DUHKHE NIRVÁK VISHIIRŃA MUKHE NIRÁSHÁY BHAGNA BUKE BHÁLOBÁSÁR BHÁŚÁ SHONÁLE KE GO ELE, TUMI, KE ELE
MANER MAINJÚŚÁ TOMÁR UJÁŔ KARE D́HÁLO BHÁVO NÁ KE MÚKA, KE MANDA, KE BÁ BHÁLO KE BÁ AMÁR KÁLO, KE BÁ CÁNDER ÁLO SABÁR TARE DHARÁY NÁMILE KE GO ELE, TUMI, KE ELE
GHUMER DESHE, MADHUR HESE ACIN PARII TUMI KE ELE KE GO ELE, TUMI, KE ELE
O The Unknown Engel, into the land of sleep, smiling sweetly, who is that You, Who came? With Your gesture, pearls flow, looking at that my eyes are satiated. You snatched my mind, without telling anything. Even after calling, during pleasure, You do not come, and without calling, I find You in sorrows. To the silent worn face, and heart broken with disappointments, You spoke the language of love. You pour overwhelmingly, Your mental casket. You do not consider who is dumb, who is dull, or good. Who is dense dark or who is shining like moonlight, for all You came down to the earth.
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