ÁMI, TOMÁRE BHÁVI JAKHANAI
BHÁVER GABHIIRATÁY
TAVA ALAKH DYUTI TAKHANI BHARE DEY
BHARE DEY NAVA CETANÁY
BHÁVER GABHIIRATÁY
TUMI EMAN MADHUR KENO GO
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TUMI EMAN MADHUR KENO GO
KENO BÁ E SAORABHAO
HE SUNDAR MOR ANTARE BASE HÁSO ASHEŚA LIILÁY
BHÁVER GABHIIRATÁY
TUMI EMAN MOHAN KENO GO
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TUMI EMAN MOHAN KENO GO
VICITRA ANUBHAVA
O HE VISHVA PATI AGATIR GATI
MUMUKŚU MÁNASIKATÁY
BHÁVER GABHIIRATÁY
ÁMI, TOMÁRE BHÁVI JAKHANAI
BHÁVER GABHIIRATÁY
O Lord, whenever I think of You with seriousness of feelings, then Your unseen glow fills
with new awareness. Why are You so sweet, why is this fragrance? O the beautiful, residing
within my depth, You smile with endless illusive game, liila’. Why are You so charming?
It is an astonishing feeling. O the owner of the world, resort of helpless, the ideation
of those seeking liberation.