PS 4520
BHA'LOVA'SA SHUN'E TKA'KI TARE KENA GHORA'O
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
BHÁLOBÁSO SHUNE THÁKI TABE KENO GHORÁO MORE KENO NÁ NÁO KÁCHE D́ÁKI
JARÁ JARJARA DHARÁR PARE AÁ JARÁ JARJARA DHARÁR PARE DIIRŃA VIDIIRŃA JIIVERE SHUNI BÁNDHO PRIITI D́ORE KENO KABHU NÁHI DEKHI KENO NÁ NÁO KÁCHE D́ÁKI
KUSUME DIYECHO KÁNT́Á AÁ KUSUME DIYECHO KÁNT́Á JOÁRE DIYECHO BHÁNT́Á HE BHAERAVA HE NABHO JAGAT GARALE SUDHÁ RÁKHO D́HÁKI KENO NÁ NÁO KÁCHE D́ÁKI
Translation
O Lord, I have heard that You love, then why do You make me wander, why do not You call close to Yourself? On this old, worn earth, there are torn and ragged living beings. I heard that You tie all with the twine of love, then why do not I see that anytime? You have given thorn in the flowers, and retreat to the tides, O Bhearava, O the sky of the world, You have kept the nectar covered with poison.
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