PS 4859
TOMA'RE BHEVECHI TOMA'RE CEYECHI SAKAL KICHUR VINIMAYE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
TOMÁRE BHEVECHI TOMÁRE CEYECHI SAKAL KICHUR VINIMAYE
D́ÁKIÁ GIYÁCHI DIVASE NISHITHE YATHÁ SAMAYE ASAMAYE SAKAL KICHUR VINIMAYE
MEGH BOLE CHILO SE PRIYA TOMÁR ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ MEGH BOLE CHILO SE PRIYA TOMÁR MANE HOYE HETHÁ ÁSIBE NÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁR VARASÁ BOLILO BHAROSÁ EBÁR
VARASÁ BOLILO BHAROSÁ EBÁR SHARAŃÁGATI SE CINMAYE SAKAL KICHUR VINIMAYE
ÁMI BOLILÁM SMARE JÁBO TÁRE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ ÁMI BOLILÁM SMARE JÁBO TÁRE TÁHÁRI LIILÁ SINIJIN ÁNDHARE KÁJ KARE JÁBO TÁRI PRIITI TARE KÁJ KARE JÁBO TÁRI PRIITI TARE GIITI SHONÁBO SE GIITIMAYE TOMÁRE BHEVECHI TOMÁRE CEYECHI SAKAL KICHUR VINIMAYE
D́ÁKIÁ GIYÁCHI DIVASE NISHITHE YATHÁ SAMAYE ASAMAYE SAKAL KICHUR VINIMAYE
Translation
O Lord, I think of You and love You in exchange of everything. I continued calling You day and night, without any consideration of time. The cloud says, “ that dear of yours it occurs in the mind, would not come any more”. The rain told, “there is hope this time, as you are surrendered to that embodiment of consciousness”. I told,”I shall continue to remember Him, His illusive ankle bell sound tinkles in the darkness. I shall continue doing work for His love and sing song for that Embodiment of song”.
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