PS 4772
PA'VAKA TUMI KARO SAV KICHUKEI KHA'NT'I KARO HIMOTTOPE
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PÁVAKA TUMI KARO SAB KICHUKEI KHÁNT́I KARO HIMOTTÁPE KHÁNT́I
ÁMÁR SVARŃA PEYECHE VARŃA SPARSHI CARAŃA O DUT́I KARO HIMOTTÁPE KHÁNT́I
HE DEVA TOMÁRE SMARI ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ HE DEVA TOMÁRE SMARI BOLI NÁO JATA GLÁNI HARI TUMI PRIITIR TANIMÁ RACE JÁO MASII KÁLIMÁ JÁY T́UT́I KARO HIMOTTÁPE KHÁNT́I
ASHRU SIKTA SANDHYÁYA ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ ASHRU SIKTA SANDHYÁYA PHOT́O RAJANI GANDHÁYA MRICCHILÁ HOE MALAYAJA TAVA MADHUSYANDE LÚT́I KARO HIMOTTÁPE KHÁNT́I
PÁVAKA TUMI KARO SAB KICHUKEI KHÁNT́I KARO HIMOTTÁPE KHÁNT́I
Translation
O the purifying fire, make every thing pure, purify with cold burn. My gold gets shining colour, touching those pair of feet. O the Lord, remembering You, all the agonies are removed. You go on creating the tenderness of love, thus breaking the intense darkness. During tear moist evenings, You bloom nightqueen flower. The earthen rock becomes sandal producing sprawling at Your fragrance.
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