PS 4666
SAKA'LE KENA NA'HI ELE JIIVANE PRADOS'A ELE JE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
SAKÁLE KENO NÁHI ELE JIIVANE PRADOŚA ELO JE ÁMÁR JIIVANE PRADOSÁ ELO JE ÁMÁR JIIVANE PRADOŚA ELO JE ÁMÁR
KÁKALII SHEŚA HOYE GELO PÁKHIRÁ GHUMÁLO NIIŔE JE JÁHÁR TOMÁRE D́EKE GECHI SÁRÁ DIN ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
TOMÁRE D́EKE GECHI SÁRÁ DIN TAVA SMRITI SADÁ MANE AMALIN DIIN ÁMI KŚIIŃA ÁMI NAHI HIIN ÁMI JE MANE PRÁŃE TOMÁR JIIVANE PRADOŚA ELO JE ÁMÁR JIIVANE PRADOŚA ELO JE ÁMÁR JIIVANE PRADOŚA ELO JE ÁMÁR
ÁSHÁR PARE ÁSHÁ ESE JÁY ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ ÁSHÁR PARE ÁSHÁ ESE JÁY MARMER BHÁVA NÁHI BHÁŚÁ PÁY JEGE ÁCHI RÁTER TAPASYÁY YADI ELE DIGVALAYE ÁMÁR. JIIVANE PRADOŚA ELO JE ÁMÁR
Translation
O Lord, why did not You come in the morning, You came at the evening of my life. The chirping of the birds ended and the birds slept in their respective nests. I continued calling You whole day, Your memory in the mind remaining bright. Though I am poor, weak but not deprived since I am wholeheartedly Yours. Hope after hope comes and goes. The feelings of the mind do not get language. I am awake with night penance, expecting that You would come to my arena.
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