PS 4553
TUMI PRIYA KOTHA'Y CHILE A'MA'Y BHULE KON SE SUDU'RA
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TUMI PRIYA KOTHÁY CHILE ÁMÁY BHULE KON SE SUDÚR
NAYANERI MAŃI CHILE NAYAN CHEŔE KON SE SVARGAPUR ÁMÁY BHULE KON SE SUDÚR
CHILUM CEYE PATH PÁNE KAKHAN ÁSO SEI DHYÁNE EKAT́I SHUDHU BHÁVA MANANE KAKHAN SHUNI TOMÁR NÚPUR ÁMÁY BHULE KON SE SUDÚR
DHVANI ELO MOR SHRUTITE SHINJINERI SHABDA PÁTE MAN BHESE JÁY BHÁVER SHROTE JE MAN CHILO VYATHÁY ÁTUR ÁMÁY BHULE KON SE SUDÚR
TUMI PRIYA KOTHÁY CHILE ÁMÁY BHULE KON SE SUDÚR
Translation
O Dear, where were You, which distant arena, forgetting me? You were gem of my eyes leaving the eyes, to which distant heaven have You gone? I was looking on the arrival path, engrossed to see when do You come, with only one thought in the mind, when do I listen to Your ankle bell. The sound came into my ears, in the word of tinkling, the mind goes on floating in the stream of thoughts, the mind that was impatient with agony.
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