PS 4953
TRN'A GA'LICA'Y DRA'KHA' CHA'YA'Y GHUM BHA'UNGA'LA A'JIKE EK
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Lyrics
Roman script
TRIŃA GÁLICÁY DRÁKŚÁ CHÁYÁY GHUM BHÁUNGÁLO ÁJIKE EK BULBUL
GUL BÁGICÁY TÁRAI ÁSHÁY VYATHÁ SARILO KHÁMOSHII ELO BILKUL ÁJIKE EK BULBUL BÁRE BÁRE ESO BULBUL
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ BÁRE BÁRE ESO BULBUL ÁMÁR KÁCHE TUMI JE ATUL JÁHÁNE JATA PHÚT́ECHE GUL TOMÁR MANE NÁCE JE DODUL DUL ÁJIKE EK BULBUL
AŃUR SÁJE TUMI JE BRHAT ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ AŃUR SÁJE TUMI JE BRHAT MANER MÁJHE TUMI JE MAHAT TOMÁRE GHIRE NÁCE JE JAGAT NAOROJ BHULE SÁLE TÁMÁMIR BHÚL ÁJIKE EK BULBUL
TRIŃA GÁLICÁY DRÁKŚÁ CHÁYÁY GHUM BHÁUNGÁLO ÁJIKE EK BULBUL
Translation
Over the grass carpet, under the shade of vine, today one nightingale has broken the sleep. In the floral garden, with His hope, total silence came. O nightingale, come close to me again and again, as You are incomparible. All the flowers blooming in the world they dance and swing within Your mind. With microcosmic adornment, You are great, within the mind, You are Great. Surrounding You the world revolves, forgetting the new year and ignoring the year end.
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