PS 4451
A'MI TOMA'RE CINITE PA'RITE PA'RINI
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
ÁMI TOMÁRE CINITE PÁRINI TUMI KON CHALE ÁSÁ JÁOÁ KARO
ÁMI KÁRO KÁCHE HÁR MÁNI NI TUMI HÁR MÁNIYEI HRDI HARO TUMI KON CHALE ÁSÁ JÁOÁ KARO
BHÚTA BHAVIŚYAT VARTAMÁNA HRASVAMÁNA O VARDHAMÁNA SABAI TOMÁTE SPANDANAMÁNA E KATHÁ DHVANITE VEŃU DHARO TUMI KON CHALE ÁSÁ JÁOÁ KARO
JIIVA JAGAT O SRAŚT́Á TÁR TINE TOMÁTEI EKÁKÁRA SAB BHÁVANÁR MÚLA ÁDHÁR BHÁVE NIKKANE PRIITI BHARO TUMI KON CHALE ÁSÁ JÁOÁ KARO
ÁMI TOMÁRE CINITE PÁRINI TUMI KON CHALE ÁSÁ JÁOÁ KARO
Translation
O Lord, I could not recognise You, with what delusion do You continue coming and going. I do not accept defeat before anyone, You hold the heart even when accepting defeat. The past, present and future, decaying or developing, all remain vibrated within You, to declare this fact, You hold flute. The living beings, the world and its creator, all the three are unified in only You. The root base of all feelings, with this ideation You fill love in ankle bell sound.
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