PS 4710
SUKHER JHALAKE A'SANIKO KABHU DUHKHER A'NDHA'RE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
SUKHER JHALAKE ÁSO NIKO PRABHU/KABHU? DUHKHER ÁNDHÁRE ELE, ELE
DINER ÁLOKE LUKÁIÁ CHILE NISHÁ TAMASÁY HÁSILE, ELE SUKHER JHALAKE ÁSO NIKO KABHU DUHKHER ÁNDHÁRE ELE, ELE
ÁSHÁ CHILO TOMÁKE PÁOÁ JÁBE VIDYÁ BUDDHI VITTA PRABHÁVE BHUL BHÁUNGÁILE BUJHÁIÁ DILE PÁOÁ JÁY BHÁLOBÁSILE, ELE
AHAMIKÁ ÁR BHÚL DARSHAN SATYA KE D́HEKE RÁKHE AKÁRAŃA BUDDHIR MUKTITE JÁGARAŃA PALE ÁSE KRPÁ KAŃÁ PELE DUHKHER ÁNDHÁRE ELE, ELE
SUKHER JHALAKE ÁSO NIKO PRABHU/KABHU? DUHKHER ÁNDHÁRE ELE, ELE
Translation
You don’t come in the expression of pleasure, O Lord. No, You come within the darkness of pain.
Daylight finds You hidden, it’s in the darkness of night that You smile.
My hope was that I could get You through the power of my knowledge or intellect, or through my riches.
You corrected my mistake and made me understand: it‘s only through love that You can be attained.
My ego, and those mistaken philosophies – keep the truth obscured unnecessarily.
But the liberation of intellect comes in the blink of an eye when a tiny bit of grace is received.
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