PS 4612
A'R REKHO NA' BENDHE A'MA'Y
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
ÁRO REKHO NÁ BENDHE ÁMÁY PRITHIVII KÁNDIÁ JÁY
BHORER RAVIRE KUÁSHÁ TIMIRE GRASIÁ PHELITE CÁY ÁRO REKHO NÁ BENDHE ÁMÁY PRITHIVII KÁNDIÁ JÁY
ANNA VASTRA NÁHIKO NIVÁSA ANÁTHA ÁTUR GHERE BHAYA TRÁSA JYOTSNÁY NEI SUŚAMÁRI ÁBHÁSA KALAUNKA KÁLIMÁY ÁRO REKHO NÁ BENDHE ÁMÁY PRITHIVII KÁNDIÁ JÁY
MÁNAVA HÁRIYECHE MÁNAVATÁ DHARMER NÁME ÁSURII KRÚRATÁ SAMÁJER MASI MÁKHÁ HINSRATÁ PISHÁCA PREŚAŃÁ PÁY ÁRO REKHO NÁ BENDHE ÁMÁY PRITHIVII KÁNDIÁ JÁY
Translation
The world goes on crying,” Do not keep me bound any more. The dark fog tries to devour the morning sun. There in food, cloth and home. The destitute and afflicted are terrorized with fear. There is no trace of charm in the moonlight, due to darkness of blemish. The human beings have lost humanity, in the name of religion, there is demonic cruelty. In the society, there is darkness absorbed brutality. The monsters get propulsion.
Thoughts
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