PS 4758
SA'GAR VELA'Y JHINUKA KUR'IYE CALI VOJHA' GELA BHARA
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Roman script
SÁGAR BELÁY JHINUK KUŔIE CALI BOJHÁ BEŔE GELE, BHÁR MANE HOLE SINDHUR SALILE PHELI
ETA DIN JATA KARE GECHI KÁJ ETA DIN JATA KARE GECHI KÁJ ETA DIN JATA KARE GECHI KÁJ ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
ETA DIN JATA KARE GECHI KÁJ KÁJER CEYEO HOECHE AKÁJ PARE BEŔIECHI MITHYÁR SÁJ SATYA KE GECHI BHULI BOJHÁ BEŔE GELE, BHÁR MANE HOLE SINDHUR SALILE PHELI
ÁJ BUJHIÁCHI JHINUKE HOVE NÁ ÁJ BUJHIÁCHI JHINUKE HOVE NÁ ÁJ BUJHIÁCHI JHINUKE HOVE NÁ ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
ÁJ BUJHIÁCHI JHINUKE HOVE NÁ MUKTÁ SHUKTI SAHAJE MELE NÁ RÚPA SÁYARER ARÚPA CETANÁ RAYE GECHE CÁPÁ BÁLI. BOJHÁ BEŔE GELE, BHÁR MANE HOLE SINDHUR SALILE PHELI
SÁGAR BELÁY JHINUK KUŔIE CALI BOJHÁ BEŔE GELE BHÁR MANE HOLE SINDHUR SALILE PHELI
Translation
On the sea sore, I went to pick up shells. The load increased, mind felt unbearable and I thew away all into the ocean water. All the days whatever actions I continued performing in place of work, it was wasteful job. Surrounded by false transient items, I had forgotten the truth. Today I understood, shells would not work, it is not easy to get the pearl in the shells. In the ocean of forms, the formless conciousness, remains suppressed under the sand.
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