PS 4366
CAMPAKAVANE NIIRAVA CARAN'E KE GO TUMI ELE
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Roman script
CAMPAK VANE NIIRAVA CARAŃE CAMPAK VANE NIIRAVA CARAŃE CAMPAK VANE NIIRAVA CARAŃE KE GO TUMI ELE ÁLOKA MAYA
MADHUR SVANANE MADIR SVAPANE SARÁLE GLÁNIR SAB UPACAY KE GO TUMI ELE ÁLOKA MAY
TAT́A PLÁVIYÁ TAT́INII NECE JÁY ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ TAT́A PLÁVIYÁ TAT́INII NECE JÁY MADHU TAT́E MAN BHÁVE JHALAKÁY ÁSÁ ÁR JÁOÁ CÁOÁ ÁR PÁOÁ SAMÁHÁRE ÁCHO BHUVAN MAYA KE GO TUMI ELE ÁLOKA MAY
CÁO NI KICHU TUMI ÁMÁR KÁCHE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ CÁO NI KICHU TUMI ÁMÁR KÁCHE NÁ CEYEYO PEYECHI JÁ ÁMÁR ÁCHE SHRAVAŃE MANANE NIDIDHYÁSANE ANU BHUMÁTE KI VINIMAYA CAMPAK VANE NIIRAVA CARAŃE KE GO TUMI ELE ÁLOKA MAYA
Translation
O Lord, Who is that You, Effulgent Entity, coming with silent feet into the campak grove? With sweet resonance and charming dream, You removed all collection of agonies. The river goes on dancing overflowing the banks. On the shore, charming sweetness is shown. O the Embodiment of the world, You are collection of coming, going, desires and achievements. You do not want anything from me. Even without asking, I get what belongs to me. With hearing, meditation and concentration, what an exchange of microcosm with Macrocosm?
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