PS 4683
KA'LAVOSHEKHIITE A'GHA'TE BHEUNGECHE RAJANIIGANDHA
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
KÁLA BAESHÁKHITE ÁGHÁTE BHEUNGECHE KÁLA BAESHÁKHITE ÁGHÁTE BHEUNGECHE RAJANIGANDHÁ ÁMÁR
BHORER ÁLOTE ASHRU JHARICHE ÁMÁR COKHE NÁ TÁR RAJANIGANDHÁ ÁMÁR
SUVÁS DIYECHE SUHÁS BHARECHE SUVÁS DIYECHE SUHÁS BHARECHE SUVÁS DIYECHE SUHÁS BHARECHE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ SUVÁS DIYECHE SUHÁS BHARECHE SUVÁS DIYECHE SUHÁS BHARECHE KARE GECHE SUBHÁŚITA
ÁMI TÁR TARE KICHUI KARINI CHILO PRÁŃER SINCITA CALE GELO ÁJ REKHE DIIN SÁJ RAILO NÁ KÁRO BHÁR RAILO NÁ KÁRO BHÁR RAJANIGANDHÁ ÁMÁR
ÁMIO TOMÁR LIILÁR SAUNGI ÁMIO TOMÁR LIILÁR SAUNGI ÁMIO TOMÁR LIILÁR SAUNGI ÁMIO TOMÁR LIILÁR SAUNGI NAHI ÁMI NAHI DÚR ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
ÁMIO TOMÁR LIILÁR SAUNGI NAHI ÁMI NAHI DÚR TOMÁRI TAERI KŚUDRA PÁTRA SUDHÁRASE BHARAPÚR ÁMÁRE BHULO NÁ ÁGHÁTE BHEUNGO NÁ HE MOR SÁRÁTSÁR RAJANIGANDHÁ ÁMÁR
KÁLA BAESHÁKHITE ÁGHÁTE BHEUNGECHE RAJANIGANDHÁ ÁMÁR
Translation
By the blow of strong annihilating northwesterly storm, my nightqueen flower is broken. With the morning light, tears drop from my eyes, in them there was no savories. You provided the fragrance, filled with smile, and made eloquence. I did not do anything for that, it remained nourished in heart and went away leaving the poor adornment, without keeping any burden to any one. I am the companion of Your liila’, no, I am not away. For You, my small pot is filled with nectar juice. Do not forget me, do not break me with blows, O the essence of essence.
Thoughts
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