PS 4937
RAJANII JEONA' CALE SE GECHE VALE A'SIVE EI RA'TE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
RAJANII JEO NÁ CALE SE GECHE BOLE ÁSIBE EI RÁTE
MÁLÁ SHUKÁYE JEONÁ PHUL JHARO NÁ REKHECHI TÁRE BARITE BOLE ÁSIBE EI RÁTE
EMAN ÁMÁR CHILO CHAŔÁNO ANEK ÁSHÁR JAD́E JAD́ÁNO ANEK BHÁŚÁR BHÁVE MESHÁNO TÁRE ÁJ CALÁY EKER PATHE BOLE ÁSIBE EI RÁTE
EKER PÁNE CALECHI ÁJ ANEKE ÁR NEI KONO KÁJ EKERI TARE TITIKŚÁR SÁJ PARECHI TÁHÁRE TUŚITE BOLE ÁSIBE EI RÁTE
RAJANII JEO NÁ CALE SE GECHE BOLE ÁSIBE EI RÁTE
Translation
O night, do not go away, He had told me that He would come this night. O garland, do not dry up, O, flowers, do not wither away, I have kept Him adored. This mind of mine, does not escape, it is attached to many materialistic hopes, and merged in many languages and feelings, that I am now goading to the path of the singular Entity. Towards that One, I am moving today, I have no business with many. For One only is this determination, that I shall place the adornment to please Him.
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