1694 (19/08/1984) D


AJHORE ÁJ JHARE PAŔE CHE
PRABHU TOMÁR KRPÁ KAŃÁ
TAVA KARUŃÁ TAVA KARUŃÁ

URDHVA PÁNE CEYE ÁCHI KICHUI BHÁVITE PÁRI NÁ
TAVA KARUŃÁ TAVA KARUŃÁ


AJHORE ÁJ JHARE PAŔE CHE
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NIILÁBHRERI ÁNCAL HOTE
SVÁTIR VÁRI PRIITIR SROTE
SHUKTI VAKŚE ÁCAMBITE
MUKTÁ HOLO SUNANDANÁ
TAVA KARUŃÁ TAVA KARUŃÁ

AJHORE ÁJ JHARE PAŔE CHE
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ÁNE NI KEU SAUNGE KICHU
JÁY NÁ KICHU PICHU PICHU
THÁKE NÁKO UCU NICU
THÁKE SHUDHU TAVA DYOTANÁ
TAVA KARUŃÁ TAVA KARUŃÁ

AJHORE ÁJ JHARE PAŔE CHE
PRABHU TOMÁR KRPÁ KAŃÁ
TAVA KARUŃÁ TAVA KARUŃÁ







By Your mercy, O Lord,
the wee bit of Your grace overflows boundlessly.

Looking upwards,
I am unable to think anything.

Through the scarf of the blue sky,
and originating from love,
the special raindrop of swati,
enters the bosom of the shell,
and becomes a pleasing pearl.

Nothing ever accidentally comes along,
and nothing ever goes astray.
No high nor low is permanent.
Only Your effulgence lasts.