PS 5018
A'MRA' GAR'E NAVA GURUKUL JINA'NER A'LOKE RA'UNGIYE DOVA
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
ÁMRÁ GAŔE NOBO GURUKUL JINÁNER ÁLOKE RÁUNGIYE DOBO PRATIT́I KUNŔI PHÚL GAŔE NOBO GURUKUL ÁMARÁ GAŔE NOBO GURUKUL
KEHO NÁ THÁKIBE DÚRE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ KEHO NÁ THÁKIBE DÚRE BÁJÁBO PRATIT́I TÁRE BÁNDHIBO PRIITIRI D́ORE E MANIHÁRE ATÚL GAŔE NOBO GURUKUL ÁMARÁ GAŔE NOBO GURUKUL
KEHO NÁ THÁKIBE PIICHE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ KEHO NÁ THÁKIBE PIICHE T́HELI NÁ KÁREO NIICE SABE ÁTMIIYA VIRÁJE MANA MÁJHE DODUL DÚL GAŔE NOBO GURUKUL ÁMARÁ GAŔE NOBO GURUKUL
Translation
We shall establish Gurukul (University). We shall colour with the effulgence of knowledge each and every bud and flower.
No one will stay behind. We shall play each string of our lyre. We shall thread together all with the twine of love, We shall create an incomparable garland of gems.
No one will be left aside or looked down upon. All will live as in their own family, their minds filled with affection and sweetness for all.
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