PS 4804
SHEPHA'LII SNIGDHA SHARATE TUMI A'SIYA'CHILE EI PATHE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
SHEFÁLII SNIGDHA SHARATE TUMI ÁSIÁCHILE EI PATHE
SUSMITA SHASHII ADHARER HÁSI VEŃUKÁR BÁNSHII NIYE SÁTHE TUMI ÁSIÁCHILE EI PATHE
CÁHIÁCHILÁM ÁLOKE ÁNDHÁRE CÁHIÁCHILÁM ÁLOKE ÁNDHÁRE CÁHIÁCHILÁM ÁLOKE ÁNDHÁRE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
CÁHIÁCHILÁM ÁLOKE ÁNDHÁRE EI PATHERI LIKHAREKHÁ DHARE D́ÁKITE CHILÁM ÁNKHI NIIR JHARE ESO PRABHU MESHO OTAHPROTE TUMI ÁSIÁCHILE EI PATHE
VARAŚÁ GELO SHARAT JE ELO VARAŚÁ GELO SHARAT JE ELO VARAŚÁ GELO SHARAT JE ELO ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
VARAŚÁ GELO SHARAT JE ELO PLÁVANER DHÁRÁ SHISHIRE HÁRÁLO KUSHE KÁSHE SÁDÁ MEGHE BOLE GELO SE PRIYA BHÁSICHE CÁRI BHITE TUMI ÁSIÁCHILE EI PATHE
SHEFÁLII SNIGDHA SHARATE TUMI ÁSIÁCHILE EI PATHE
Translation
O Lord, on the autumn morning with soft shefa’lii You had come on this path. With smiling moon and smile on the lips, carrying bamboo flute. Day and night, I have been looking along that marking on the path, and calling with tearful eyes,” come o Lord, and mix individually and collectively”. The rains have gone, autumn came, the flow of flood got lost in dews. The white clouds with tall grasses, went telling, that the Dear appears on all the sides.
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