ÁJI, VASANTA KÁNANE MANE GAHANE
KII DOL DIYE GELO HINDOL VÁY
JÁ CÁPÁ CHILO PRÁŃE, JÁ CHILO MANE
SONÁLII SMRITIR REKHÁ ÁNKÁ HOLO TÁY
KII DOL DIYE GELO HINDOL VÁY
JE DUHKHA JIIVANE KABHU JÁY NI BHOLÁ
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JE DUHKHA JIIVANE KABHU JÁY NI BHOLÁ
SE KATHÁ RÁKHÁ CHILO MARME TOLÁ
SE SUKH KARE CHILO ÁPAN BHOLÁ
SABE HÁY BHESE JÁY ALAKHA MÁYÁY
KII DOL DIYE GELO HINDOL VÁY
ESO PRIYA PARIJAN ESO ARÁTI
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ESO PRIYA PARIJAN ESO ARÁTI
ÁJIKE KÁNNÁ NAY SNIGDHA RÁTI
MUGDHA NAYANE DEKHO ASTI BHÁTI
ÁNANDA TINE MILE EKE MURACHÁY
KII DOL DIYE GELO HINDOL VÁY
ÁJI, VASANTA KÁNANE MANE GAHANE
KII DOL DIYE GELO HINDOL VÁY
Today in the garden during spring and the depth of the mind, the oscillating wind provided
a swing. Whatever was suppressed in the heart, whatever was in the mind, in that golden
line of memory is painted. The sorrow that is never possible to forget in life, The story
that is kept in the core of the mind, the pleasure that charmed, all that, alas, go on
floating in the unseen illusion. Come O dear companions and friends, today let us not cry
on this soft night. With engrossed eyes look at the existence, glow and bliss, which all
the three merge and dissolve into the One.