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3820 (04/11/1986) D


JIIVANE JÁRE SATATA DEKHI
KEMANE BOLO TÁHÁRE D́ÁKI

KON SURE TÁR GÁN GÁI
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ?
SE JE MOR MANE ÁCHE PRATI KŚAŃE
BHULEO BHULITE PÁRI NÁI
KON SURE TÁR GÁN GÁI
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ?
SANDHYÁY DIGVALAYE LUKÁY
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ

SANDHYÁY DIGVALAYE LUKÁY
CÁNDER HÁSITE BHUVANA BHOLÁY
TÁRAKÁY EKTÁRÁ BÁJÁY
VISMAYÁVESHE SHUDHU TÁKÁI
KON SURE TÁR GÁN GÁI
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ?
PHULER PARÁGE RÁGE ANURÁGE
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ

PHULER PARÁGE RÁGE ANURÁGE
SAMVIT MOR NIYATA JE JÁGE
ÁKUTI D́HÁLIÁ TÁHÁRI ÁBHOGE
HÁRÁNO MÁDHURII PHIRE PÁI
KON SURE TÁR GÁN GÁI
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ

JIIVANE JÁRE SATATA DEKHI
KEMANE BOLO TÁHÁRE D́ÁKI
KON SURE TÁR GÁN GÁI
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ?
JIIVANE JÁRE SATATA DEKHI
KEMANE BOLO TÁHÁRE D́ÁKI


The One whom I see constantly, how can I call Him, tell me. In what melody, I should sing
His song? Who is present in my mind each moment, Whom I am unable to forget even by
mistake. Hiding in the horizon in the evening, with the smile of the moon the world is
forgotten. The stars play unistring and with the impulse of astonishment, I only watch.
With fragrance of flowers in colour and love, my consciousness remains awake. Pouring
earnestness into the pabulum I get back the lost sweetness.


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