KON ARÚPA LOKETE CHILE
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PATR PUŚPE MUKULE SHYÁMALE
MADHURIMÁ DILE D́HELE
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TOMÁR RÚPER EI JE ÁLOK
TOMÁR RÚPER EI JE ÁLOK
TOMÁR RÚPER EI JE ÁLOK
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TOMÁR RÚPER EI JE ÁLOK
DHARITE PÁRE NÁ BHÚLOK DYULOKA
UCCHALIYÁ HIYÁ UPACIYÁ
E KII ANUBHÚTI ÁNILE
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JE JENECHE TAVA NÁMER MAHIMÁ
JE JENECHE TAVA NÁMER MAHIMÁ
JE JENECHE TAVA NÁMER MAHIMÁ
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JE JENECHE TAVA NÁMER MAHIMÁ
SE BUJHECHE TAVA PRIITIR GARIMÁ
ASTI BHÁTI ÁNANDAMERA
SURABHI TÁHÁKE DILE
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KON ARÚPA LOKETE CHILE
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In which formless world were You
before descending to the world of forms?
Thus coming,
You poured sweetness
over leaves, flowers and buds,
and over all greenness.
The physical and divine worlds
are unable to contain this effulgence of Your beauty.
In my overflowing and restless heart,
what an experience have You brought about?
Those who know the greatness of Your name,
understand the glory of Your love.
To them,
You provide the fragrance of Asti, Bhati and Ananda.