ÁMÁRE, DÁO NÁ KENO DHARÁ
D́ÁKI NIRAVADHI SHUNE THÁKO YADI
KEMAN PRIITIR DHÁRÁ
ÁMÁRE, DÁO NÁ KENO DHARÁ
SANDHYÁ MÁLATIITE KHARO NIDÁGHE
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SANDHYÁ MÁLATIITE KHARO NIDÁGHE
GHANA VARAŚÁY KETAKI PARÁGE
SHARATE SHEFÁLIR PRIITI ANURÁGE
KUSHE KÁSHE ÁLO JHARÁ
ÁMÁRE, DÁO NÁ KENO DHARÁ
HEMANTERI LAGHU HIMÁNIITE
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HEMANTERI LAGHU HIMÁNIITE
SHISHIRE TIIVRA TUHIIN SHAETE
MADHU MÁSE MADHUKAR GHRÁŃETE
PHÁGER RÁGETE BHARÁ
ÁMÁRE, DÁO NÁ KENO DHARÁ
D́ÁKI NIRAVADHI SHUNE THÁKO YADI
KEMAN PRIITIR DHÁRÁ
ÁMÁRE, DÁO NÁ KENO DHARÁ
Why don’t You appear to me?
Listening to my constant call,
is this how the flow of Your love expresses itself:
The evening flower of malatii after a day’s intense sun,
the fragrance of the ketakii flower during rains,
the loving affection of the shefalii flower during autumn,
the reflection of light on tall grasses.
The small flakes of snow during winter,
the intense drop of snow during the prewinter cold,
the smell of bees in spring,
all filled with the colour of the festivity of spring.