PS 4453
JE PATH DHARIYA' TUMI ESECHILE SE PATHE KUSUMA A'JO PHOT'E
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Lyrics
Roman script
JE PATH DHARIÁ TUMI ESE CHILE SE PATHE KUSUM ÁJAO PHOT́E
JE CARAŃA DHULI PHELIÁ GELE SUVÁSE TÁR ÁJAO ALI JOT́E SE PATHE KUSUM ÁJAO PHOT́E
JE TÁRÁR MÁLÁ MRIDU HESE CHILO JE SHASHIR HÁSI SABE CEYE CHILO JE SHÁRAD MEGHE MANE TAVA RÁGE RÁUNGÁLO JÁYANI TÁRÁ T́UT́E SE PATHE KUSUM ÁJAO PHOT́E
ANIVÁR SEI PATH PÁNE CÁI SURABHITA GHRÁŃE NIJERE HÁRÁI HE KALPATARU, HE GANDHAMERU SE SMRITI PARÁGE BODHI LOT́E SE PATHE KUSUM ÁJAO PHOT́E
JE PATH DHARIÁ TUMI ESE CHILE SE PATHE KUSUM ÁJAO PHOT́E
Translation
O Lord, the path through which You had come, on that, flowers bloom even today. The dust of feet that You had left, with the fragrance of that, even today the bees come. The series of stars that smiled softly, the smile of the moon that all wanted, the autumn clouds coloured in mind with Your hue, they do not break. I essentially want that path with fragrant odor, I lose myself. O the heavenly tree granting desired objects, O the mountain of fragrance, with the memory of that pollen, the intuition bows down.
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