PS 4627
THA'KIBE NA' KEU JE VA' A'SIYA'CHE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
THÁKIBE NÁ KEU JE BÁ ÁSIÁCHE THÁKITE ASENI KONO KICHU
ABHRAUNGLEHI HIMÁDRI ÁR VALMIIK JÁ SABÁR NIICHU THÁKITE ASENI KONO KICHU
DU DINER TARE SABÁI ESECHI BHALOBÁSÁ D́ORE DHARÁTE BENDHECHI SUKHE DUHKHE KATA HESECHI KENDECHI CHUT́ECHI MÁYÁR PICHU PICHU THÁKITE ASENI KONO KICHU
JE DU DIN ÁCHI KÁJ KARE JÁI BHUMÁR HARAŚE MÁTIÁ BEŔÁI BHEDÁBHEDA BHULE SABÁRE JÁNÁI EK ASHEŚE SABE GATÁSU THÁKITE ASENI KONO KICHU
THÁKIBE NÁ KEU JE BÁ ÁSIÁCHE THÁKITE ASENI KONO KICHU
Translation
Whosoever comes would not stay. Nothing comes to stay permanently. Whether it is sky kissing Himalaya mountain or the lowest anthill. All come for a few days, and get tied to the world with twine of love. How much they cry and smile rushing behind the ma’ya’ the illusive aspect. For whatever few days I have come, I would go on doing the work remaining absorbed in the worldly joy. Forgetting the distinction, I would declare to all that into the singular infinity, all have to go.
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