PS 4990
TUKE BHA'LOVA'SI TA'I VA'RE VA'RE A'SI EMANT'I NA'I BHA'LALI
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Roman script
TU KE BHÁLOBÁSI TÁI BÁRE BÁRE ÁSI EMAN T́I NÁI BHÁL LI, NÁI BHÁL LI NÁI BHÁL LI RE
TU MÚR CÁNDER HÁSI RETER BÁNSHII TUI NÁI JÁN LI, NÁI JÁN LI, NÁI JÁN LI RE VIHÁN BELÁY KARIS RAUNGER KHELÁ
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VIHÁN BELÁY KARIS RAUNGER KHELÁ DÚPUR BELÁ LÁGÁS KÁJER MELÁ LÁCER HAŔKÁ LÁGÁM SÁNJHER BELÁ MAHUL RÚKHER PHÚLE? MADHU D́HÁLI RE TU MUR MANER MANIŚ MAN LIYE KHELIS ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
TU MUR MANER MANIŚ MAN LIYE KHELIS TUR MANE MUR MANE MELÁI PHELIS TU BAŔ MU CHOT IT́A NÁI BUJHELI RE TU KE BHÁLOBÁSI TÁI BÁRE BÁRE ÁSI EMAN T́I NÁI BHÁL LI, NÁI BHÁL LI NÁI BHÁLOLI RE
Translation
I love You, hence come again and again, but contunuing like this is also not good. You are the smile of my moon, flute sound at the sand. Do not You know that? At the morning time You play the game of colours. And at noon, You place me amidst crowd of action. At evening, You engage me in flood of dance and pour honey in the flowers over the mahul tree. You are my beloved, playing with my mind, merging my mind with that of Yours. You are Great and I am meager, do not You understand that?
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