PS 4409
A'J A'MA'R MANER KOMALA KUVALAY TOMA'R CARAN'E DHARE DILA'M
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
ÁJ ÁMÁR MANER KOMAL KUVALAY TOMÁR CARAŃE DHARE DILÁM
TUMI GRAHAŃ KARO VÁ NÁHI KARO ETE MOR DÁBI ÁR NÁHI RÁKHILÁM TOMÁR CARAŃE DHARE DILÁM
HÁRÁNO SMRITI ÁR PRIITI SAMÁHÁR ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ HÁRÁNO SMRITI ÁR PRIITI SAMÁHÁR ÁCHE ÁSHÁ ÁKÁNKŚÁ ASANKHYA PRAKÁR ÁCHE JINÁN KARMEŚAŚAŃÁ HOE STÚPÁKÁR VINIMAYE TAVA KARUŃÁ CÁHILÁM
TOMÁR CARAŃE DHARE DILÁM
ACHE MADHU MÁLAINCE RACÁ GÁN AMLÁN ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ ACHE MADHU MÁLAINCE RACÁ GÁN AMLÁN ÁCHE KARABI KUNJE PHOT́Á KUSUMERI GHRÁŃA ÁCHE SHATA SHATA JIIVANER SHÁSHVATA PRÁŃA TAVA TRIPTI TARE MOR E PRAŃÁM TOMÁR CARAŃE DHARE DILÁM
ÁJ ÁMÁR MANER KOMAL KUVALAY TOMÁR CARAŃE DHARE DILÁM
Translation
Today, the soft blue lotus of my mind, I am placing at Your feet. Whether You accept it or not, this I cannot keep suppressed any more. The collection of lost memories and love there are innumerable types of hopes and expectations. There is a hill of longings of knowledge and actions. In exchange, I only want Your mercy. There is clear song created in the garden, there is fragrance of bloomed oleander flower. There is eternal life of hundreds of lives, for Your satisfaction is this salutation of mine.
Thoughts
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