PS 4418
TOMA'Y A'MI CEYECHILUM TAMA'LA TARURA ANTARA'LE
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TOMÁY ÁMI CEYE CHILUM TAMÁL TARUR ANTARÁLE
MADHUVANER SHYÁMAL CHÁYE KUNJA VANER SHIKHIR TÁLE TAMÁL TARUR ANTARÁLE
VEŃUKÁ NIIP SAMA SVARE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ VEŃUKÁ NIIP SAMA SVARE BOLE CHILO ÁMÁR TARE KENO BHULE JÁO ÁMÁRE ÁMIO NÁCI GOPA GOKULE TAMÁL TARUR ANTARÁLE
GOVARDHANER GOŚT́HA CHUNYE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ GOVARDHANER GOŚT́HA CHUNYE KÁLINDII KAY KAT́I NUYE ÁMI THÁKI SABÁI NIYE BHUMÁ MANE CITI DEULE VRINDÁVANER ÁNKHI KÁJALE TAMÁL TARUR ANTARÁLE
TOMÁY ÁMI CEYE CHILUM TAMÁL TARUR ANTARÁLE
Translation
O Lord, I have been loving You, in the spaces of palm trees, in green shade of the garden in the rhythms of peacock’s voices of the shrub groves. The bamboos and niip with same tone, spoke to me, “Why do you forget me, I am also dancing Gokul of the gopas, the devotees”. Touching the grazing ground of Govardhan hills, the river Ka’lindii (Yamuna’) speaks bowing up to waist, “I am there for all, in the cosmic mind, in the mental temple and in the eye decoration of Vrnda’van.
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