PS 4394
TUMI NANDANA MANTHANA CANDANA SA'R A'J ESO PRABHU
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Roman script
TUMI, NANDAN MANTHAN CANDAN SÁR ÁJ ESO PRABHU GHARE ÁMÁR
ÁMI, KHULIÁ REKHECHI VÁTÁYAN DVÁR GHAT́E STHÁPIÁCHI SHUBHA SAHÁKÁR ESO PRABHU GHARE ÁMÁR
ÁRATRIKA TAVA NÁHIKO JÁNÁ GOTRA TOMÁR KABHU HOENI SHONÁ TABU, D́EKE JETE NEIKO KONO MÁNÁ IŚT́A RUPE JE NÁMAT́I TOMÁR ESO PRABHU GHARE ÁMÁR
MURTI TOMÁR KONO JÁY NI JÁNÁ PRIYA TIIRTHER NÁM HOENI SHONÁ ÁMI ATMA TIIRTHER TÁI KARI RACANÁ JE DEULE UCCHALE SÁRÁTSÁR ESO PRABHU GHARE ÁMÁR
TUMI, NANDAN MANTHAN CANDAN SÁR ÁJ ESO PRABHU GHARE ÁMÁR
Translation
O Lord, You are the churned out essence of heavenly sandal. Today you come to my home. I have kept open the windows of balcony. I have placed the auspicious mango twigs with leaves over the pitcher. I do not know the welcome waving of lamp for You, I never heard of Your caste, yet, there is no restriction in calling You. Your name is my object. Your idol is not known. Any name of lovely pilgrim place is not heard. Hence I create my own self as pilgrim place, within which essence of essence is overwhelmed.
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