TANDRÁR GHORE ANDHA
KÁRE KATA YUGA GECHE
JÁNI NÁ, ÁMI JÁNI NÁ
MANDÁNILE DÚR NABHO NIILE
KII KATHÁ KAYECHE BUJHINÁ
JÁNI NÁ, ÁMI JÁNI NÁ
KATA ÁSHÁ GECHE REKHE NIRÁSHÁ
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KATA ÁSHÁ GECHE REKHE NIRÁSHÁ
KATA PHUL VANE D́HEKECHE KUÁSHÁ
ADRI SHIIRŚE BÁNDHIYÁCHE BÁSÁ
KATA PATAUNGA DEKHINÁ
JÁNI NÁ, ÁMI JÁNI NÁ
KATA T́UKU JÁNI BHÚMÁR PRAKRTIR
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KATA T́UKU JÁNI BHÚMÁR PRAKRTIR
SHROTE BHESE CALI ASHEŚA ANÁDIR
AHAMIKÁ BHARE REKHECHE BADHIR
TÁI TAVA VÁŃII SHUNINÁ
JÁNI NÁ, ÁMI JÁNI NÁ
TANDRÁR GHORE ANDHA
KÁRE KATA YUGA GECHE
JÁNI NÁ, ÁMI JÁNI NÁ
With intense drowsiness in darkness, how many eras have passed, I do not know. The soft
breeze in the distant blue sky what story says, I do not understand. How many aspirations
have given rise to disappointments, how many floral gardens were covered with fog, by
constructing house at the mountain top, how many insects are there I do not see. How much
do I know the cosmos and nature, I go on floating without beginning and end. The ego has
kept me deaf, that is why I do not listen to Your message.