PS 4721
SVAPAN MA'JHE DEKHECHILUM ELE TUMI A'MA'R GHARE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
SVAPAN MÁJHE DEKHE CHILUM ELE TUMI ÁMÁR GHARE
ÁNDHÁR D́HÁKÁ KUT́IR ÁMÁR BHÁSALO ÁLOR SAROVARE ELE TUMI ÁMÁR GHARE
ÁTMA PARER PRABHEDA HÁRÁ EKT́I SUREI MOR EK TÁRÁ GEYECHE ÁNANDA BHARÁ SE NISHIITHE PARÁŃ BHARE ELE TUMI ÁMÁR GHARE
ÁLOY PHUT́ALE UT́HALO KAMAL ÁRO VISHÁL ÁRO VIMAL UTSÁRITA TÁR PARIMAL CHAŔIYE GELO TRISAḾSÁRE ELE TUMI ÁMÁR GHARE
SVAPAN MÁJHE DEKHE CHILUM ELE TUMI ÁMÁR GHARE
Translation
In a dream, I watched You enter my room.
My little house, previously enveloped in darkness now floated in a lake of light.
Any distinction of ‘mine’ and ‘not mine’ was lost as my one-stringed lyre blissfully sang out a single tune.
My heart that night was full. At the touch of light a lotus blossomed becoming vaster and purer its fragrance driven upwards spreading across the three worlds.
Thoughts
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