PS 4904
A'MA'R E DRA'KHA' KUINJE GUCCHE GUCCHE DHARIYA'CHE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
ÁMÁR E DRÁKŚÁ KUINJE GUCCHE GUCCHE DHARIYÁCHE ÁJ PHAL
KE NIVI ÁY D́ÁKCHI SABÁY DVÁRE NÁHI ÁGALA DHARIYÁCHE ÁJ PHAL
JATANE RACÁ E LATÁ ÁMÁR ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ JATANE RACÁ E LATÁ ÁMÁR ANEK GIITIR (PRIITIR)? EK SAMÁHÁR PHÚL KÁNANE SAḾGOPANE PRÁŃIINATÁY UCCHALA DHARIYÁCHE ÁJ PHAL
KÚNŔI ÁCHE PHULO ÁCHE. ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ KÚNŔI ÁCHE PHULO ÁCHE. RÁGER PRIITI MISHE RAYECHE CHANDE TÁLEDODUL DOLE BHÁLOBÁSÁY CAINCALA DHARIYÁCHE ÁJ PHAL
ÁMÁR E DRÁKŚÁ KUINJE GUCCHE GUCCHE DHARIYÁCHE ÁJ PHAL
Translation
In the vine yard of mine, bunches and bunches of fruits have appeared. Who would come, I call all, the door is not closed. Carefully nurtured this creeper of mine, is a single congregation of many loving songs. In the floral garden, secretly, liveliness has overflooded. There are buds and also the flowers, in that affectionate love is mixed. Oscillating on the swings with rhythm and beats, they are restless with love.
Thoughts
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