PS 4624
SE PHAGUN MA'SE PRIYATAMA A'SE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
SE PHÁGUN MÁSE PRIYA TAVA ÁSHE KUSUMER NIRYÁSE GÁN RACIÁCHILÁM SÁTHE NIYE TAVA NÁM
DVIDHÁ NÁHI CHILO BÁDHÁ SARE GELO, EŚAŃÁ AVIRÁM SÁTHE NIYE TAVA NÁM
PHÁGUNER PHÁGUNERI HAOÁY MAN MÁTILO MADHUKÁY TRIDASHER TRYASREŃU TÁY BHÁVE BHARE DILO BHÚDHÁM SÁTHE NIYE TAVA NÁM
JIIVANER BÁLUKÁ KAŃÁY JE SAEKATA KARE RACANÁ TÁHÁTE ÁNÁ GONÁ CHÁŔILÁM JÁNITE PRAŃÁM VARŚER PRATHAM PRAŃÁM SÁTHE NIYE TAVA NÁM
SE PHÁGUN MÁSE PRIYA TAVA ÁSHE KUSUMER NIRYÁSE GÁN RACIÁCHILÁM SÁTHE NIYE TAVA NÁM
Translation
O Dear, in that spring month, with Your hope, with fragrance of flower, I was creating songs, taking Your name. There was no dilemma, the obstacles were removed, with constant will. With springy wind of the spring, the mind was frenzied with sweetness. With heavenly pollen dust, You have filled the earth with ideation. The sand particle of life that creates desert, leaving the coming and going over that, I offer salutation, the first salutation of the year.
Thoughts
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