PS 4472
A'MI TOMA'RE CEYECHI SHATADHA'RE A'NKHINIIRE MANAMUKURE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
ÁMI, TOMÁRE CEYECHI SHATA DHÁRE ÁNKHI NIIRE MAN MUKURE
SAOR KAROJJVALA ÚRMI PARE ABHRAUNGALEHI SHIKHARE ÁNKHI NIIRE MAN MUKURE
PALAKE PALAKE PRAHARE PRAHARE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ PALAKE PALAKE PRAHARE PRAHARE ÁLOKA SNÁTA BÁLU BELÁ PARE TIRYAK KŚAŃA PRABHÁR CIKURE SMRITI CÁRAŃÁY GHIRE GHIRE ÁNKHI NIIRE MAN MUKURE
ÁMI, TOMÁRE CEYECHI SONÁLI ATIITE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ TOMÁRE CEYECHI SONÁLI ATIITE ÁSHÁY RAUNGIIN BHAVIŚYATE SATTÁY MÁNASE OTAHPROTE DEHE DEHÁTIITE BHÁVÁDHARE ÁNKHI NIIRE MAN MUKURE
ÁMI, TOMÁRE CEYECHI SHATA DHÁRE ÁNKHI NIIRE MAN MUKURE
Translation
O Lord, I have loved You in hundreds of styles with tearful eyes in the mirror of the mind, beyond the waves of bright sunrays, and over the sky kissing peaks. Each moment and each period, over the illumination bathed sandy shore. Within oblique lock of hair around the grazing ground, I seek You in golden past, in colourful hopes for the future, with individual and collective association of the mental existence, within and beyond body, in the base of feelings.
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