PS 4865
A'VA'R KII RE RU'PASA'YARE ELA RU'PERI BHAGAVA'N
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
ÁBÁR KII RE RÚPA SÁYARE ELO RÚPERI BHAGAVÁN
MAONA CHILO MAHÁMBARE VIIŃÁR TÁRE JÁGÁLO PRÁŃA ELO RÚPERI BHAGAVÁN UPTA CHILO ANDHAKÁRE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
UPTA CHILO ANDHAKÁRE SUPTA CHILO BHUMÁ STARE NIRLIPTA PRAJINÁDHÁRE SHÁNTA CHILO SE SUMAHÁN ELO RÚPERI BHAGAVÁN
ANDHAKÁRER ANTA HOLO YUGÁNTARER GHUM BHÁUNGILO MUKA ÁJ MUKHARATÁ PELO BADHIR HOECHE SHRUTIMÁN ELO RÚPERI BHAGAVÁN.
ÁBÁR KII RE RÚPA SÁYARE ELO RÚPERI BHAGAVÁN
Translation
Is it that the God in form has appeared in the ocean of forms again? The great space was silent, and in the strings of viin’a’, life has arisen. The darkness was sown, the layers of cosmos were asleep. In the base of intuition, that Great Entity was unattached and calm. The darkness ended, the slumber of eras after eras is broken. The dumb got expressions today, and those with ears became deaf.
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