2681 (14/05/1985) K


SE MADHU YÁMINITE
BASE CHINU MÁLÁ HÁTE
KE GO TUMI ELE MOR KÁCHE

CINITE NÁRINU ÁMI NÁM NÁ BOLILE TUMI
ÁBHÁSE JÁNÁLE KATHÁ ÁCHE
KE GO TUMI ELE MOR KÁCHE

CHILO SHEFÁLIR MÁLÁ
SÁNJHER PRIITITE D́HÁLÁ
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CHILO SHEFÁLIR MÁLÁ
SÁNJHER PRIITITE D́HÁLÁ
BOLINU E TAVA KRIPÁ JÁCE
KE GO TUMI ELE MOR KÁCHE

BOLILE ÁMI ESECHI TOMÁKE BHÁLOBESECHI
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
BOLILE ÁMI ESECHI TOMÁKE BHÁLOBESECHI
D́ÁK SHUNIYÁCHI MAN MÁJHE
KE GO TUMI ELE MOR KÁCHE

SE MADHU YÁMINITE
BASE CHINU MÁLÁ HÁTE
KE GO TUMI ELE MOR KÁCHE







On that sweet night,
I sat with a garland in hand
when You appeared near me.

I did not recognise You.
You did not tell Your name to identify Yourself.
Gesturing You made me know of the reality.

There was a garland of shefali flowers
into which was poured the love of the evening,
saying it seeked Your love.

You told me:

“I have come.
I love you.
I heard your call in my mind.”