PS 4417
KUINJA VITA'NE DAKHIN'A' PAVANE KENA ELE KE JA'NE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
KUNJA VITÁNE DAKŚINÁ PAVANE KENO ELE KE JÁNE MOR MANE MOR MANE GO MOR MANE
ÁNKHITE CHILO MÁYÁ CHILO SHYÁMALA CHÁYÁ SAB CÁOÁ PÁOÁ EK SANE MOR MANE GO MOR MANE
TAVA CARAŃER MOR ASHEŚA PRAŃATI JVÁLIE CHILUM SHATA DIIPÁRATI SABAI MANE MANE GOPANE GAHANE PRIYA PRABHU SANE PRÁŃE PRÁŃE MOR MANE GO MOR MANE
SE MOR ANUBHUTI RAYECHE SMARAŃE SHRAVAŃE MANANE NIDIDHYÁSANE GEYECHI ITIGÁTHÁ SHUNE ITIKATHÁ AMIYA MADHURATÁ SMITÁNANE MOR MANE GO MOR MANE
KUNJA VITÁNE DAKŚINÁ PAVANE KENO ELE KE JÁNE MOR MANE
Translation
O Lord, in the shrub arbor, with southern breeze, why did You come into my mind, who knows. Eyes were charmed, there was green shade, all desires and achievements were together. At Your feet, my endless salutations, I have kindled hundreds of decorative lamp waving. In all mind, in depth and secrecy, O Dear Lord, You are merged together in each life. With hearing, meditating and concentrating, I sing Your glories and listen to the history of Your nectar like sweetness and smiling face.
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