PS 4756
KA'NT'A'Y JA'RA' BHARIYECHILA KA'NT'A'R GHA'YE TA'HA'I GELA
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KÁNT́AYE JÁRÁ BHARIE CHILO KÁNT́ÁR GHÁYE TÁRÁI GELO
NAETIKATÁ HÁRIE PHELE JAD́ER PÚJÁ KARE CHILO KÁNT́ÁR GHÁYE TÁRÁI GELO
MAMATÁ CHILO NÁ KÁRO PRATI ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ MAMATÁ CHILO NÁ KÁRO PRATI CHILO SHUDHU D́OGMÁ PRIITI LAKŚA/ KOT́I? PRAŃER VINIMAYEO SAB KICHUTEI VYARTHA HOLO KÁNT́ÁR GHÁYE TÁRÁI GELO
SVABHÁVA GATA PÁPA PRATIRODHA ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ SVABHÁVA GATA PÁPA PRATIRODHA MÁNAVA MANER SVÁTANTRYA BODHA SAB KICHUKEI GUŃŔIE DITE ST́IIM ROLLER CÁLIE CHILO. KÁNT́ÁR GHÁYE TÁRÁI GELO
KÁNT́AYE JÁRÁ BHARIE CHILO KÁNT́ÁR GHÁYE TÁRÁI GELO
Translation
Those who spread thorns for others, were injured by the same thorns. They ignored morality and worshipped crude matters. They had no affection for anyone and possessed only love for dogma. Even with exchange of millions of lives, all went useless. The natural resistance of sin and awareness of freedom of human mind, crushing all they moved steamroller over that.
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