PS 4479
EI HEMANTE A'SIO, RA'TUL CARAN' PHELE
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EI HEMANTE ÁSIO RÁTUL CARAŃ PHELE
JATA HIME SARIE DIO JÁ JAMÁ JUTHIR ÁNCALE SANDHYÁ MÁLATII CÁHITE NÁCÁY KUNDA KÁNDIYÁ DRUME KOTHÁ JÁY RAJANI GANDHÁ GANDHA RÁJERE KII VYATHÁ SHUNIYE CALE
EI HEMANTE ÁSIO RÁTUL CARAŃ PHELE
HIM JHARE PAŔE PRADOŚ PRAHARE KAMALÁ KUNJE DRÁKŚÁRI PARE CANDRA MALLIKÁR KALI BHARE PRIITI MADHU DIO D́HELE
EI HEMANTE ÁSIO RÁTUL CARAŃ PHELE
Translation
O Lord come this winter stepping with pink feet.
Remove all the accumulated snow from this floral bed of juhi flowers.
The evening malati flower wants to swing the kunda creeper is anxiously looking for a supporting tree. The night queen and gandhara'j flowers keep expressing their agony.
in the evenings snow falls on the shrubs of kamala' and on vines. Candramallika' is full of buds. They all are pouring forth sweetness.
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