PS 5017
MODER A'NANDA NAGAR
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
MODER, ÁNANDA NAGAR BHÁLOBÁSÁTE JHALAMAL BHORER ARUŃE ÚŚŃATÁ ÁNE SUDHÁKAR KARE SUSHIITAL BHÁLOBÁSÁTE JHALAMAL
DIN ÁSE KARMA NIYE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ DIN ÁSE KARMA NIYE KARMEI JÁY GHUMIYE KÁLA PARIMÁPA BHULIYE ÁNANDE SE UCCHAL BHÁLOBÁSÁTE JHALAMAL
ESO BHÁI ESO BANDHU ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ ESO BHÁI ESO BANDHU MÁNAVATÁR E SINDHU TUMIO ENO KAYEK VINDU PRIITIR UPAHÁR PARIMAL BHÁLOBÁSÁTE JHALAMAL
MODER, ÁNANDA NAGAR BHÁLOBÁSÁTE JHALAMAL
Our Ánanda Nagar shines with love. The morning sun brings warmth to it and the moon cools it down.
Translation
The day arrives with activities and engaged in activities one goes to sleep.
One forgets all measurements of time and remains overwhelmed with bliss.
O brothers and companions, come! Come ocean of humanity!
Come and bring a small gift as a token of Your pious love.
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We love our Ánanda Nagar which is shining with inimitable glory.
The crimson dawn makes the atmosphere gentle and warm. The moon makes it pleasantly cool.
When the day arrives, it makes everyone active and in action one goes to bed.
One forgets all measurements of time and remains always absorbed in ineffable bliss. Come brothers! Come sisters! Come friends! Come ocean of humanity! And offer her a gift as a sweet token of Your pious love.
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