PS 4814
A'MA'R HRDAY MA'JHE ESECHA MOHAN SA'JE TAVA KARUN'A'R
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Roman script
ÁMÁR HRDAY MÁJHE ESECHO MOHAN SÁ JE TAVA KARUŃÁR KONO SIIMÁ NÁI
RAUNGE RÁUNGÁ PÚRVÁKÁSHE ARUŃIMÁ PARAKÁSHE E ÁNANDA RUPE NIJERE HÁRÁI TAVA KARUŃÁR KONO SIIMÁ NÁI
E DHYÁNE PÁSHARIBO NÁ E ÁNANDE BHULIBO NÁ MANE MANE SADÁ BHÁVI, CINMAY E KI CHAVI ÁMÁR MÁJHÁRE ÁJI KÁRE PÁI TAVA KARUŃÁR KONO SIIMÁ NÁI
TITHI KÁLA JINÁN BHULI NIKKANE NECE CALI KÁCHERE SUDURE PHELI DÚR KE CIBUKE TULI JE MORE EMAN KARE TÁI CÁI TAVA KARUŃÁR KONO SIIMÁ NÁI
Translation
O Lord, You came into my heart with charming adornment, there is no limit of Your mercy. With colourful eastern sky, under crimson illumination, in this blissful form, I lose myself. This ideation I shall not forget, this bliss, I shall not overlook. I always think in the mind, what an image of consciousness. Whom do I find within myself. Forgetting the awareness of date and time, I go on dancing with the tinkling of the ankle bell. Rejecting the close things away and lifting the distant one to the chin, whatever my mind wishes that I want.
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