PS 4768
MOR A'LOYE TUMI JADI NA' ELE PRIYA KA'R TARE PATH
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Roman script
MOR ÁLAYE, TUMI YADI NÁ ELE PRIYA KÁR TARE PATH CÁOÁ KÁR LÁGI GIITA GÁOÁ KÁCHE ESE JÁNIE JEO
TUMI YADI NÁ ELE PRIYA MÁNAS KÁNANE PHUL TOLÁ HÁTE SÁJI NIE AÁ MÁNAS KÁNANE PHUL TOLÁ HÁTE SÁJI NIE MÁNAS KUSUME MÁLÁ GÁNTHÁ PRIITI D́OR DIE ÚRDDHVA PÁNE CÁOÁ MADHURIMÁ MÁKHIE KENO TÁHÁ BUJHIE DIO
TUMI YADI NÁ ELE PRIYA HE ATITHI MEDHÁTITHI MÁNO NÁKO KONO TITHI ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ HE ATITHI MEDHÁTITHI MÁNO NÁKO KONO TITHI SMARAŃER ÁVARAŃE THEKE JÁO NIRAVADHI TUMI SABÁKÁR IŚT́A EKÁNTA ABHIIŚT́A UPAMÁY ATULNIIYA TUMI YADI NÁ ELE PRIYA MOR ÁLAYE, TUMI YADI NÁ ELE PRIYA
Translation
O Dear, if You do not come to my abode, what for do I look at the path, for whom should I sing the song? Coming close, You make me aware of that. In the mental garden, I lifted decorating flowers in hands. With the mental flowers, I threaded the garland with twine of love. And looked upwards with sweetness absorption, why all that, explain me. O the wise intelligent guest, You do not consider any particular date. Continue staying for ever covering the memory. You are the Goal of all, desred in isolation, incomparable in example
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