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1563 (12/06/1984) D



ÁMÁR, DUHKHER RÁTE ELE PRABHU
SUKHER DINE ELE NÁ

ÁNKHIR JALE DHARÁ DILE
PHÁNKIR CHALE BHULALE NÁ
SUKHER DINE ELE NÁ

ÁMÁR, DUHKHER RÁTE ELE PRABHU
SUKHER DINE ELE NÁ
SUKHER DINE ELE NÁ

VASANTERI PHULER D́ÁLÁY
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
VASANTERI PHULER D́ÁLÁY
SÁJIYE RÁKHÁ PÚJÁ ARCANÁY
ARGHYA DITE PÁINI TOMÁY
JECE NILE VEDANÁY
SUKHER DINE ELE NÁ

ÁMÁR, DUHKHER RÁTE ELE PRABHU
SUKHER DINE ELE NÁ
SUKHER DINE ELE NÁ

HÁSIR KHELÁY ÁLOR MELÁY
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
HÁSIR KHELÁY ÁLOR MELÁY
PÁINI TOMÁY KHUSHIR BELÁY
NIIRANDHRA EI AMÁNISHÁY
PELUM TAVA KARUŃÁ
SUKHER DINE ELE NÁ

ÁMÁR, DUHKHER RÁTE ELE PRABHU
SUKHER DINE ELE NÁ
SUKHER DINE ELE NÁ


O Lord,
You came in the night of my sorrows.
You did not come during my happy days.

You came into fold through tears
and could not be deluded by crafty deception.

I had kept the basket of spring flowers ready for Your worship.
I could not attain You

by offering them
but attained You instead in prayer during pain.

During the play of laughter,
and the festivity of light,
during these happy hours of mine,
I could not find You.

It was in pitch darkness that I experienced Your mercy.

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