PS 4407
A'KA'SHE VADALA A'NKHITE KA'JALA E DUYERAI MA'JHE MILA
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
ÁKÁSHE BÁDAL ÁNKHITE KÁJAL E DUYERI MÁJHE MILO ÁCHE KII E DUYERI MÁJHE MILO ÁCHE KII DURE GHAT́Á? GHOR KÁCHE ÁNKHI LOR KE BÁ KÁHÁRE BUJHÁBE KII E DUYERI MÁJHE MILO ÁCHE KII
OGO BEDARADII OGO BEDARADII E KII LIILÁ TAVA OGO BEDARADII E KII LIILÁ TAVA ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
OGO BEDARADII E KII LIILÁ TAVA SUPAT́U PAT́UYÁR PAT́A NAVA NAVA KABHU KÁCHE D́ÁKO KABHU DÚRE THÁKO E KII KARUŃÁ AHAETUKII E KII KARUŃÁ AHAETUKII KENO BÁRE BÁRE KENO BÁRE BÁRE ASI ÁR JÁI ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
KENO BÁRE BÁRE ASI ÁR JÁI KENO KÁNDI HÁSI KÁNDÁI HÁSÁI KENO EKÁSANE BASE ÁNAMANE SAHÁS ÁNANENIJERE RÁKHO D́HÁKI SAHÁS ÁNANENIJERE RÁKHO D́HÁKI?
Translation
O Lord, within the smiling face and dark mark of the eyes, are You mixed with between the two? The distant intense clouds, and nearby tears, who is where, would You explain? O the Merciless, what an illusive game of Yours is this? You paint ever new on the canvas with great skill. Sometimes You call close and sometimes stay far, what a causeless mercy is this? Why do I come and go again and again, why do I cry and smile and make others cry and smile? Why sitting unmindfully on one posture, with smiling face, You keep Yourself covered?
Thoughts
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