PS 4707
ELE TUMI KA'HA'RI D'A'KE SHOKE DUHKHA LA'INJANA'TE KENDE
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ELE TUMI KÁHÁRI D́ÁKE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ ELE TUMI KÁHÁRI D́ÁKE ELE TUMI KÁHÁRI D́ÁKE ELE TUMI KÁHÁRI D́ÁKE
SHOKE DUHKHE LÁINCHANÁTE KENDE GECHI PRATI PALAKE ELE TUMI KÁHÁRI D́ÁKE
BUJHATE NÁ KI MODER/ MANER? VYATHÁ ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ BUJHATE NÁ KI MODER/ MANER? VYATHÁ NIRYÁTANER ITIKATHÁ KARATO SHÁSAN DÁNAVATÁ ABHRAḾLEHII KI DEMÁKE ELE TUMI KÁHÁRI D́ÁKE
CHILO AJINATÁR ANDHAKÁR JAD́ATÁ O MANO VIKÁR KUSAḾSKÁRER KATA AVICÁR KARECHI BUDDHIR VIPÁKE. ELE TUMI KÁHÁRI D́ÁKE
Translation
Whose call were You heeding when You came? I had tremendous pain and sorrow I was full of reproach. I was crying continuously.
Didn’t You understand what was behind my listless suffering the history of my oppression?
The rule of demons with their sky-high arrogance.
This rule creates a dark ignorance, an inertia, a mental perversity. How many injustices must occur because of these bad samskaras? It’s my mind that reaps the ugly consequences.
Whose call were You heeding when You came?
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