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BHÁLO BÁSÁ DIYE MAN KEŔE NIYE
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MADHURA CARAŃE MADHURA RAŃANE
SUSMITÁNANE KÁCHE ELE
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TOMÁR LIILÁR SHEŚA ÁDI NÁI
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VICÁRE VIMARŚE KÚL NÁHI PÁI
KAKHANO KÁNDÁO KAKHANO HÁSÁO
KAKHANO BHÁSÁO NABHO NIILE
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HE CIRA SÁRATHII TAVA RATHA CÁKÁ
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HE CIRA SÁRATHII TAVA RATHA CÁKÁ
ABHAY DIYE BOLE KABHU NAHI EKÁ
TUMI ÁCHO SÁTHE VIPADE SAḾPADE
VISHVA TAVA NIRDESHE CALE
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BHÁLO BÁSÁ DIYE MAN KEŔE NIYE
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By giving me love,
You snatched away my mind
and turned me into a beggar.

With sweet feet, a sweet voice and a smiling face,
You came close to me.

There is neither beginning nor end
to Your illusive divine game.

By reasoning and thought,
I do not get to any shore.

Sometimes You make me cry.
Sometimes You make me smile.
And sometimes You make me float into the blue sky.

O eternal charioteer,
the wheels of Your cart,
grant fearlessness,
and say that I am never alone.

You are with me during my pleasure and pain.
The whole world moves as per Your direction.