PS 4924
A'LOKER EI JHARN'A' DHA'RA'Y A'LOR DEVATA' NEVE ESA TRILOKER
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Roman script
ÁLOKERI EI JHARŃÁ DHÁRÁY ÁLOR DEVATÁ NEVE ESO NEVE ESO
TRILOKER PRÁŃA PURUŚA TOMÁRE VINATI JÁNÁI MANE BHÁSO ÁLOR DEVATÁ NEVE ESO
CÁINIKO DHAN JANA PRATIŚT́Á ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ CÁINIKO DHAN JANA PRATIŚT́Á TOMÁRE PÁOÁR KARI JE CEŚT́Á JECE JÁI SHUDHU IŚT́A NIŚT́Á E KŚUDRA MANE TUMI HÁSO ÁLOR DEVATÁ NEVE ESO
SHUDDHA HOBO JE TOMÁRE PÁILE MUKTI SNÁNA PRIITIR SALILE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ SHUDDHA HOBO JE TOMÁRE PÁILE MUKTI SNÁNA PRIITIR SALILE JE MUKTÁ TAVA MAŃIHÁRE DOLE TÁR SUPTIR GLÁNI NÁSHO ÁLOR DEVATÁ NEVE ESO
ÁLOKERI EI JHARŃÁ DHÁRÁY ÁLOR DEVATÁ NEVE ESO NEVE ESO
Translation
O The Lord of Effulgence, descend down through the flow of this fountain. O the life giving Purus’a of the three arenas, I pray You to stay in the mind. I do not want wealth, or popular honor , my effort is to attain You. I only go on seeking strong reverence towards the goal, You smile within this small mind. I shall be purified on attaining You, by having the bath of liberation in the water of love. The pearl that swings in Your gemnecklace, destroy the agony of its sleep.
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