PS 4598
RH'TURA'JA A'J SAMA'GATA KISHALAYER SAMA'ROHE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
RITURÁJ ÁJ SAMÁGATA KISHALAYER SAMÁROHE
ÁKÁSHA VÁTÁS MUKHARITA NIILÁBDHI UHÁVOHE KISHALAYER SAMÁROHE
RAUNGIIN PHULER RAUNGIIN HÁSI CEYE BOLE BHÁLOBÁSI JYOTSNÁ RÁTER SMITA SHASHI LÁSYE JENO KI JE KAHE KISHALAYER SAMÁROHE
MADHU BHARÁ MANE MANE MÁDHAVII PHUT́ECHE VANE MANER RÁJÁ TOMÁR SANE MAN RÁUNGÁBO PRIITI PRALEHE KISHALAYER SAMÁROHE
RITURÁJ ÁJ SAMÁGATA KISHALAYER SAMÁROHE
Translation
The king of seasons, the spring, has arrived with the festivity of tender leaves. The sky and air are expressed vibrantly, with the feelings of the blue sky. The colourful smile of the colourful flower speaks love. The smiling moon of the illuminated night, by gesture speaks something, what is that? Sweetness is filled in each mind, the ma’dhavii flower blooms in the garden. O the King of mind, I shall colour my mind with the broth of love.
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