PS 4643
TOMA'R I A'SHA'Y DIN CALE JA'Y
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Roman script
TOMÁRI ÁSHÁY DIN CALE JÁY PHUL PHUT́E HÁY JHARIÁ JÁY
ESO KÁCHE ESO MADHUR HÁSI HESO SHUNI BHÁLOBÁSO TÁRE JE CÁY PHUL PHUT́E HÁY JHARIÁ JÁY
OGO BEDARADII KENO DÚRE THÁKO VEŃUKÁRI SURE KII KÁRAŃE D́ÁKO MOR MANER MADHU KENO MANE MÁKHO TOMÁRI RAUNGA KENO MAN RÁUNGÁY PHUL PHUT́E HÁY JHARIÁ JÁY
ESECHI DHARÁY TAVA EŚAŃÁY TAVA KÁJER TARE TAVA DESHANÁY TOMÁRI YANTRA JÁCI JE TOMÁY KENO BADHIR HOLE BOJHÁ DÁY PHUL PHUT́E HÁY JHARIÁ JÁY
TOMÁRI ÁSHÁY DIN CALE JÁY PHUL PHUT́E HÁY JHARIÁ JÁY
Translation
O Lord, with hope of Yours, my days pass. Alas, the flowers bloom and whither down. Come come close and smile sweet. I heard that You love those who want You. O the merciless, why are You away? For what reason, You keep calling with the tune of flute? Why do You smear the honey of my mind in Your mind, why the mind gets coloured with Your colour? I have come to the world due to Your will, for performing Your work under Your instructions. As Your instrument I seek You, it is difficult to understand, why have You turned deaf.
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