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3969 (18/01/1987) K


EI NIRÁLÁY RAUNGER MELÁY
ELE ÁJI PATH BHULE
PATH BHULE GO PATH BHULE

CÁO NI KICHU NÁO NI KICHI
DIYE GELE NIJEKE D́HELE
PATH BHULE GO PATH BHULE

ÁNALE SAUNGE ARUŃA ÁLOKA
DYUTI TE BHARE DILE TRILOKA
D́HÁLALE AD́HELA PRÁŃER PULAK
PRATI PALAKER PÁKHÁ MELE
PATH BHULE GO PATH BHULE

BHULATE PÁRÁ JÁY NÁ TOMÁY
TOMÁR BHÁVE PRÁŃA MURACHÁY
ASMITÁR ABHÁVA SARE JÁY
PRIITIR DOLAKE DULE
PATH BHULE GO PATH BHULE

EI NIRÁLÁY RAUNGER MELÁY
ELE ÁJI PATH BHULE
PATH BHULE GO PATH BHULE


O Lord, within the festival of colours, You came today alone, mistakenly forgetting the
path. You do not want anything, do not bring anything, just went on giving Yourself
pouring. You brought with You morning light, and by illumination filled the entire three
worlds. You go on pouring plentiful joy of life, each moment spreading the wings. It is
not possible to forget You, the vitality stupefies with Your ideation. The scarcity of
egotism goes on vanishing oscillating on the swing of love.

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PATH BHULE GO PATH BHULE







O Lord, within the festival of colours, You came today alone, mistakenly forgetting the
path. You do not want anything, do not bring anything, just went on giving Yourself
pouring. You brought with You morning light, and by illumination filled the entire three
worlds. You go on pouring plentiful joy of life, each moment spreading the wings. It is
not possible to forget You, the vitality stupefies with Your ideation. The scarcity of
egotism goes on vanishing oscillating on the swing of love.

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