PS 4917
PRATIRI SHIKHA'R A'GUN CHAR'IYE DILE JANE JANE SE A'GUN
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PRIITIRAI SHIKHÁR ÁGUN PRIITIRI SHIKHÁR ÁGUN CHAŔIYE DILE JANE JANE
SE ÁGUN JVALABE BHÁLO SE ÁGUN JVALABE BHÁLO MOR MANE GO? SABÁR MANE CHAŔIYE DILE JANE JANE
CALALO NECE DIIPER ÁGUN SHIITA SARIE ÁSALO PHÁGUN ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ CALALO NECE DIIPER ÁGUN SHIITA SARIE ÁSALO PHÁGUN BHÚLE GIYE SAB GUŃÁGUŃA CHÚT́ALO SABE TAVA PÁNE CHAŔIYE DILE JANE JANE
VILAMBE ÁR KÁJ KI BOLO ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ VILAMBE ÁR KÁJ KI BOLO ÁSATE JAKHAN HOTEI HOLO MÁLÁ HÁTE SMITA ÁNKHITE RAYECHI PATHE EI VIHÁNE CHAŔIYE DILE JANE JANE
PRIITIRI SHIKHÁR ÁGUN CHAŔIYE DILE JANE JANE
Translation
O Lord, the fire of the flame of love, You have kindled amidst people. That fire I would continue to glow nicely, in my own mind and all minds. The flame of the lamp goes on dancing, passing off the winter, the spring has come. Forgetting all good and bad qualities, all rush towards You. What is the use of delay, whatever is destined, would happen. With garland in hand, and smiling eyes, I am waiting at the path this morning.
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