PS 4388
DOLA' DIYECHILA MANE SEDIN SEDIN SE AJA'NA' PATHIK
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Roman script
DOLÁ DIYE CHILE MANE SE DIN SE DIN SE AJÁNÁ PATHIK
TÁR PAR GELO CALE MOR KATHÁ GELO BHULE ÁR NÁ TÁKÁLO KŚAŃIK KATA DIN ELO GELO PHOT́Á PHÚL SHUKÁILO KATA TÁRÁ KHASE GELO KATA SMRITI HÁRÁILO ÁR SE ELO NÁ E DIK SE DIN SE AJÁNÁ PATHIK
TÁR KATHÁ ÁJO BOLE YUTHIKÁ BELÁ BAKULE SVARŃIM UPAKULE SVAPNILA DEULE MOR VYATHÁ SE BHULIE DIK SE DIN SE AJÁNÁ PATHIK
DOLÁ DIYE CHILE MANE SE DIN SE DIN SE AJÁNÁ PATHIK
Translation
That day, that Unknown traveler swung my mind. After that He went and forgot about me and did not see even for a moment. How many days have passed, the bloomed flower dried up. How many stars vanished, how many memories lost. And He did not come this side. About Him even today the juhii, bela’ and bakul speak. On the golden side of the dreamy temple. My pain He forgot.
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