PS 4413
A'LOR TARE KHUNJE VER'A'I TAMA'KA'LO RU'PE A'MI PETE VISHVABHU'PE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
ÁLOR TARE KHUNJE BEŔÁI TAMÁL KÁLO RÚPE ÁMI PETE VISHVABHÚPE
NÁM JÁNI NÁ GHAR CININÁ PRÁŃER PRATIRÚPE ÁMI PETE VISHVABHÚPE
PATHIK TUMI KÁR PÁNE JÁO MOR KATHÁ BÁREK SHUNE JÁO DEKHABE JÁRE SHUDHIO TÁRE KOTHÁY PÁBO SEI ARÚPE ÁMI PETE VISHVABHÚPE
TÁREI DOBO E KANT́HA HÁR MARME JE JÁGÁLO JHAUNKÁR ÁMÁR MANE SABÁR MANE VRDÁVANE NIIPE NIIPE ÁMI PETE VISHVABHÚPE
ÁLOR TARE KHUNJE BEŔÁI TAMÁL KÁLO RÚPE ÁMI PETE VISHVABHÚPE
Translation
For getting the King of the world, the Effulgent, I have been wandering in the forms of dark tama’l tree. I do not know the name, do not recognise the home of the icon of life. O the traveler, towards whom are you rushing, listen to me at least once. You would see the One about whom you enquire where would find that Unique One. To Him, I shall offer the necklace, who has raised resonance in the core, in my mind, all minds, in each niip of the garden of Vrindavan.
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