1624 (21/07/1984) D


PRABHU TOMÁY
SHATA RÚPE ÁMI DEKHECHI
SHATA RÚPE ÁMI, DEKHECHI
SHATA RÚPE ÁMI DEKHECHI

SHATA BHÁVE BHÁVITE CEYECHI
SHATA RÚPE ÁMI, DEKHECHI
SHATA RÚPE ÁMI DEKHECHI

VIIŃÁR TÁRE TUMI ÁCHO
JHANKÁRE MAN MÁTIYECHO
SHRUTIR MÁJHE PRIITI LÁJE
NIKAT́E T́ENE NIYECHI
SHATA RÚPE ÁMI, DEKHECHI
SHATA RÚPE ÁMI DEKHECHI

BÁHIR BHIITAR EK HOYE JÁY
KÁCHE DÚRER BHEDA JE HÁRÁY
TOMÁR GÁNE TOMÁR T́ÁNE
TOMÁKEI SHUDHU KHUNJECHI
SHATA RÚPE ÁMI, DEKHECHI
SHATA RÚPE ÁMI DEKHECHI

PRABHU TOMÁY
SHATA RÚPE ÁMI DEKHECHI
SHATA RÚPE ÁMI, DEKHECHI
SHATA RÚPE ÁMI DEKHECHI







O Lord,
I see You in hundreds of forms.
I imagine You in hundreds of ideations.

You exist in the string of the viina
that charms the mind.

You enter my ear,
and with modest love,
I pull You close.

My inside and outside become one.
The distinction between what is close and what is far becomes lost.

In Your song and by Your pull,
I search You only.