PS 4880
EGIYE CALO BANDHURA' SAB
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
EGIYE CALO BANDHURÁ SAB SAMAY HOYECHE ÁJ
PÁPA SHAKTIR HOBE PARÁBHAVA, SARIBE DURNIITIR RÁJ SAMAY HOYECHE ÁJ
EGIYE CALO BANDHURÁ SAB ASIR JHANATKÁR THÁMIYÁ JÁBE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ ASIR JHANATKÁR THÁMIYÁ JÁBE DOŚIIDER HUNKÁR NÁHI RAHIBE DÁNAVER CIITKÁR STABDHA HOBE AKÁRAŃE VILAMBE NÁHI KONO KÁJ SAMAY HOYECHE ÁJ
EGIYE CALO BANDHURÁ SAB ÁLASYE BAHUKÁL KÁT́IYÁ GECHE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ ÁLASYE BAHUKÁL KÁT́IYÁ GECHE NIDRÁ TANDRÁ BAHU NISHÁ NIYECHE VITARKE BAHU BALA KŚAYA HOYECHE SHUYE BASE NÁ THÁKIYÁ PARO RAŃA SÁJ SAMAY HOYECHE ÁJ
EGIYE CALO BANDHURÁ SAB SAMAY HOYECHE ÁJ
Translation
All brothers, move forward, today time has come. The power of sin would be defeated, and rule of wickedness would move away. The clattering sound of swords would stop. The thunder of the sinners would not remain. The roars of devils would be stupefied. There is no purpose of delay without reason. Much time has lapsed in laziness, sleep and drowsiness has taken many nights. In arguments much energy is lost. Do not remain sleeping, put on the dress of war.
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