2555 (04/04/1985) K


SAPTALOKE TUMI BHARIYÁ RAYECHO
MANERI SHATA DALE NECE CALO

JIIVANE SABÁR
JIIVANE SABÁR ÁSHÁ ÁKÁUNKŚÁR
PRATIIK TUMI PRIYA UCCHALO
MANERI SHATA DALE NECE CALO

BHUVANE TOMÁR
BHUVANE TOMÁR TULANÁ NÁHI PÁI
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
BHUVANE TOMÁR TULANÁ NÁHI PÁI
ÁNKHI KHULE MUNDE JABE JE DIKE CÁI
TUMI CHÁŔÁ STHÁYII ÁR KEHO NÁI
NIRÁSH MLÁN MUKHE ÁLO D́HÁLO
MANERI SHATA DALE NECE CALO

TOMÁRE DEKHECHI
TOMÁRE DEKHECHI GHOR AMÁVASYÁY
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TOMÁRE DEKHECHI GHOR AMÁVASYÁY
TOMÁRE PEYECHI MADHU JYOCHANÁY
ÁCHO SÁTHE SÁTHE SUKHE HATÁSHÁY
BHÁLOR CEYE TUMI BESHII BHÁLO
MANERI SHATA DALE NECE CALO

SAPTALOKE TUMI BHARIYÁ RAYECHO
MANERI SHATA DALE NECE CALO







You filled all the seven layers of the mind
with Your own self.
You dance on the hundred-petalled lotus.

Symbolising hopes and aspirations,
O beloved,
You remain vibrant in everyone’s life.

In this world You have no comparison.
Irrespective of whether my eyes are open or closed,
whichever direction I look at,
I do not find anything permanent or eternal besides You.
You pour Your divine effulgence

upon the faces of those who are hopeless and dejected.

I see You in the intense and dark night.
I find You in the sweet moonlight.
You are with me all the time,
in both happiness and hopelessness.
You are excellence amongst the best.