PS 4879
TOMA'RI MANANE NIDE JA'GARAN'E DIN MOR CALE JA'Y
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TOMÁRI MANANE NINDE JÁGARAŃE DIN MOR CALE JÁY THEME NÁHI RAY
PRAŃERI SVANANE SONÁLII SVAPANE RAUNGA BHESE JÁY KONO KATHÁ NÁHI KAY DIN MOR CALE JÁY THEME NÁHI RAY
KATA BÁR ÁSIYÁCHI BHULIÁ GECHI ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ KATA BÁR ÁSIYÁCHI BHULIÁ GECHI KATA GHAR BENDHECHI LIKHE NÁ REKHECHI KATA MAMATÁR BANDHAN CHINŔECHI SHMASHÁN SÚTIKÁ GRHA EKE HOLO LAY DIN MOR CALE JÁY THEME NÁHI RAY
CALÁR PATHER SHEŚA KHUNJE NÁHI PÁI ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ CALÁR PATHER SHEŚA KHUNJE NÁHI PÁI ASHEŚA CALÁR GIITI MANE MANE GÁI KÁCHER DÚRER TÁI BHEDA BHÚLE JÁI TUMI ÁCHO ÁMI ÁCHI DUYE ADVAYA DIN MOR CALE JÁY THEME NÁHI RAY
TOMÁRI MANANE NINDE JÁGARAŃE DIN MOR CALE JÁY THEME NÁHI RAY
Translation
O Lord, meditating on You, in sleep and wakeful state, my days pass without any pause. In the resonance of vitality, in golden dream, colours go on soaring, without speaking a thing. How many times did I come, I have forgotten. How many houses I built, I have no account. The cremation places and birth rooms have dissolved into one. The end of the movement path, I am unable to search and endless song of movement I sing in the mind. Thus I forget the difference between close and far. You are there and I am there, both become singular.
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