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1600 (05/07/1984) K



MANER KEKÁ KÁNDE EKÁ EKÁ
DÚR ÁKÁSHE CEYE DÚR ÁKÁSHE CEYE

CÁNDA ÁCHE MEGH ÁCHE NEI KO RÁKÁ
BHARÁ MADHU VÁYE BHARÁ MADHU VÁYE
DÚR ÁKÁSHE CEYE DÚR ÁKÁSHE CEYE

MANER KEKÁ KÁNDE EKÁ EKÁ
DÚR ÁKÁSHE CEYE DÚR ÁKÁSHE CEYE

BOLÁ NEI KAOYÁ NEI ÁSILE NÁ
PRIITI VIRAH NEI TÁKÁLE NÁ
BOLÁ NEI KAOYÁ NEI ÁSILE NÁ
PRIITI VIRAH NEI TÁKÁLE NÁ
DÚR THEKE DÚRE GELE D́ÁKILE NÁ GELE
GELE ACENÁ HOYE GELE ACENÁ HOYE
DÚR ÁKÁSHE CEYE DÚR ÁKÁSHE CEYE

MANER KEKÁ KÁNDE EKÁ EKÁ
DÚR ÁKÁSHE CEYE DÚR ÁKÁSHE CEYE

EK DIN MOR KÁCHE KATANÁ CHILE
MANER MÁDHURI MOR RAUNGE RÁUNGÁLE
EK DIN MOR KÁCHE KATANÁ CHILE
MANER MÁDHURI MOR RAUNGE RÁUNGÁLE
RÚP THEKE RÚPÁTIITE NIYE GELE
MÁYÁ ALAKÁ BEYE MÁYÁ ALAKÁ BEYE
DÚR ÁKÁSHE CEYE DÚR ÁKÁSHE CEYE

MANER KEKÁ KÁNDE EKÁ EKÁ
DÚR ÁKÁSHE CEYE DÚR ÁKÁSHE CEYE


The cuckoo of my mind cries in solitude,
looking at the distant sky.

The moon is there, the cloud is there,
but no sweet breeze fills the moonlit night.

You did not speak nor talk.
You did not come.
You did not notice the separation of our love.

You stayed distant and remained far.
You did not call,
as if I were unknown to You.

How close You used to be to me,
colouring my mind with the sweetness of Your colour!

From staying in form, You went to being formless,
playfully floating in the divine sphere.









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