TOMÁR DVÁRE PRÁRTHANÁ KARE
NIJERE KARI VAINCANÁ
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SRIŚT́I LIILÁ VISHVA MELÁ
TOMÁR PRABHU RACANÁ
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SABÁI TOMÁY ÁPAN JÁNE
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DUHKHE SUKHE TOMÁY T́ÁNE
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CÁIBO KI JE TÁO NÁ JÁNI
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TOMÁR DVÁRE PRÁRTHANÁ KARE
NIJERE KARI VAINCANÁ
By praying at Your door,
I deceive myself,
for whatever You want,
You may gift me.
The divine game of creation,
the fair of the world,
O Lord,
is Your creation.
To everyone Your gift is equal.
All consider You their own,
pulling You during pain and pleasure,
without heeding to walls of obstacles,
removing their ego.
What I should wish for, I do not know.
For what purpose and in what quantity?
My intellect being so incomplete,
You have to deliberate.