PS 4985
TOMA'RI E BHUVANE BHA'VI PRATI DINE KATA LIILA' KARE JA'O
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Roman script
TOMÁRI E BHUVANE BHÁVI PRATI DINE KATA LIILÁ KARE JÁO DEVATÁ ÁMÁR
KHUNTA NÁHI KONO KHÁNE SAB KICHU YATHÁ STHÁNE BHÁLO LÁGÁ NÁ LÁGÁ MANER VICÁR KATA LIILÁ KARE JÁO DEVATÁ ÁMÁR
KŚUDRA SVÁRTHE MORÁ DEKHI JAGATE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ KŚUDRA SVÁRTHE MORÁ DEKHI JAGATE VYAVAHÁRE MITRA ÁRÁTI KARITE BHÁVI BRHATER KII LÁBH ETE KENO KARECHENO IHÁ VIDHÁTÁ SABÁR KATA LIILÁ KARE JÁO DEVATÁ ÁMÁR
PHULER PÁPŔI AKÁRAŃE CHINŔO NÁ ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ PHULER PÁPŔI AKÁRAŃE CHINŔO NÁ MÁYÁ JÁL PÁSHE BENDHE JIIVE MERO NÁ PRIITIR VINIMAYE KLESH DIYO NÁ E NAY ÁDESHA E VINATI MAMATÁR KATA LIILÁ KARE JÁO DEVATÁ ÁMÁR
TOMÁRI E BHUVANE BHÁVI PRATI DINE KATA LIILÁ KARE JÁO DEVATÁ ÁMÁR
Translation
O My Lord, in Your home, I think everyday, how much illusive game, liila’, You go on performing. There is no flaw anywhere, evrything is at proper place, whether one likes it or not, it depends on the mind. I see the world with mean selfishness, and make friends and enemies by behaviour. I thought what was the use of thinking of the Great, why the God has made all this. Do not tear the petals of the flowers without reason, do not kill the living beings binding with the net of ma’ya’. In exchange of love, do not give me pain, this is not order rather affectionate request.
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