PS 4511
A'J MANERI RAUNGE RAUNGATE HAVE MANKE SAVA'KA'R
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
ÁJ MANERI RAUNGE RAUNGÁTE HOBE MAN KE SABÁKÁR
PHULERI SÁJE SÁJÁTE HOBE PRIYATAMA KE ÁMÁR MAN KE SABÁKÁR
ESO GO PURA VÁSII DUÁR KHULE ESO PHÁGUNERI PHÁGE TÁRI RÁGE MESHO MANERI MÁDHURIITE TÁRE BHÁLOBESO DHARÁY JE SÁRÁTSÁR MAN KE SABÁKÁR
GOPANE GAHANE SE ÁR TUMI BÁNDHÁ DUHKHE SUKHE SHOKE TÁRI SURE SÁDHÁ PARÁGE ANURÁGE TÁRI D́ORE GÁNTHÁ PRIYER SE PRIITI HÁR MAN KE SABÁKÁR
ÁJ MANERI RAUNGE RAUNGÁTE HOBE MAN KE SABÁKÁR
Translation
Today, with colour of my mind, I shall colour minds of everyone. I shall decorate my Dearest with floral adornment. O the inhabitants, come out opening the doors. With the festivity of colours, merge in that colour. Love Him with the sweetness of the mind, Who is essence of essence in the world. You and He are bound most intimately and secretly. His tune is to be practiced, in pain, pleasure and worries. In His twine threaded with fragrance and affection, is the garland of love for that Dear.
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