PS 4928
ALAKA'R PHULA JHARECHE DHARA'R VUKE VISHVA SE JE ATULA
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Roman script
ALAKÁR PHÚL, ALAKÁR PHÚL JHARECHE DHARÁR BÚKE
VISHVE SE JE ATUL KÁCHE NÁO TÁKE D́EKE JHARECHE DHARÁR BÚKE
YUGA YUGA DHARI RAYECHI JÁGI ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ YUGA YUGA DHARI RAYECHI JÁGI SABÁI MORÁ TÁNHÁRI LÁGI MANE DEY DOL KARE UTROL TÁNRE KHUNJI DUHKHE SUKHE JHARECHE DHARÁR BÚKE
KE KOTHÁY ÁCHO NIKAT́E ESO ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ KE KOTHÁY ÁCHO NIKAT́E ESO EKAI PREŚAŃÁY BHÁLOBÁSO ÁNANDÁSHRU ÁR HARŚE HÁSO SABÁR BANDHU ELO MARTYA LOKE JHARECHE DHARÁR BÚKE
ALAKÁR PHÚL, ALAKÁR PHÚL JHARECHE DHARÁR BÚKE
Translation
The heavenly flowers are scattering at the bosom of the earth, which are incomparable in the world. Bring them close by calling. Since ages after ages, we all have remained awake for You. By swinging the mind, Who makes it restless, I search Him in pain and pleasure. Wherever are all, come close, love with the direction of One. Smile with tears of joy and pleasure, the Friend of all has come into the mortal world.
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