PS 4380
MANERI GAHANE TUMI A'CHA A'CHA PRABHU SADA' JEGE
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Roman script
MANERI GAHANE TUMI ÁCHO ÁCHO PRABHU SADÁ JEGE ÁCHO
KÁLA NÁI TITHI NÁI KONO VIRATI NÁI JÁHÁ CÁHO TÁHÁ KARITECHO ÁCHO PRABHU SADÁ JEGE ÁCHO
VISHVA CARÁCARA TAVA KRŔÁ KANDUK AMARÁJAR TUMI ABHISMITA KIḾSHUK JÁRÁ ÁCHE MOHA GHORE CÁOÁ TÁRÁ JÁGUK VICITRA LIILÁ RASE METECHO ÁCHO PRABHU SADÁ JEGE ÁCHO
SÁDHYA YADIO NÁI SADHA SABÁKÁR MANE TOMÁRE DHARIÁ RÁKHE JIIVANER PRATI KŚAŃE BHUDHARE SÁGARE GHARE UPALE UPAVANE MUKHARITA MÁYÁ MUKURE NÁCO ÁCHO PRABHU SADÁ JEGE ÁCHO
MANERI GAHANE TUMI ÁCHO ÁCHO PRABHU SADÁ JEGE ÁCHO
Translation
O Lord, in the depth of my mind, You are ever awake. Without any consideration of time and date and without a pause, whatever You want, You continue doing. The whole universe is a ball for Your play. You are the immortal and nondecaying smiling kinshuk flower. Those who are under influence of intense infatuation, You want to awaken them. In flow of astonishing game, liila’, You are frenzied. Even if almost impossible, You are the desired desideratum of all minds, thus all want to hold on to their life each moment. You dance within the mirror of ma’ya’, the illusion, amidst mountains, ocean, homes, hills and gardens.
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