PS 4817
BHA'LOVA'SO KI NA' TA' BHA'VIYA' DEKHITE KABHU A'MI CA'I NA'
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
BHÁLOBÁSO KI NÁ TÁ BHÁVIÁ DEKHITE KABHU ÁMI CÁI NÁ PRIYA KABHU ÁMI CÁI NÁ PRIYA
ÁMÁR TUMI HOVO KIMVÁ NÁHI HOVO MORE TAVA KARIÁ NIO KABHU ÁMI CÁI NÁ PRIYA KABHU ÁMI CÁI NÁ PRIYA
ANALE JEMAN DÁHIKÁ SHAKTI ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ ANALE JEMAN DÁHIKÁ SHAKTI TEMANI ÁMÁR TUMI ANURAKTI KICHUI CÁI NÁ CÁI PARÁBHAKTI EI ANURODHA RÁKHIO KABHU ÁMI CÁI NÁ PRIYA KABHU ÁMI CÁI NÁ PRIYA
ÁMI PHÚL TUMI PRIYA SUVÁS ÁMÁR ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ ÁMI PHÚL TUMI PRIYA SUVÁS ÁMÁR NAILE VRTHÁ JANAM BELÁ JUTHIKÁR NAILE RIKTA MAINJARI SAHAKÁR TEMANI MORE NÁ KARIO KABHU ÁMI CÁI NÁ PRIYA KABHU ÁMI CÁI NÁ PRIYA
BHÁLOBÁSO KI NÁ TÁ BHÁVIÁ DEKHITE KABHU ÁMI CÁI NÁ PRIYA KABHU ÁMI CÁI NÁ PRIYA
Translation
O Lord, whether You love me or not, that I never want to examine and consider, O Dear. Whether You become my own or not, make me Your own. The way You brought burning capability like that is my love for You. I do not want anything, except ultimate devotion this is my only prayer to You. I am flower and You are the fragrance, O Dear. The life of bela’ and juhi flower is also not waste. The mango branch is not devoid of buds, do not make me like that.
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