4139 (27/08/1987) D


DINER SHEŚE GHUMER DESHE
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CINI NIKO D́ÁKI NIKO
CÁILE TABU NAYAN MELE
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KLÁNTA CHILUM PARISHRAME
SÁRÁT́I DIN JAD́E BHRAME
ELO JAKHAN ÁNDHÁR NEME
D́AKCHI TOMÁY NITE TULE
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KE GO TUMI DAYÁL T́HÁKUR BHÚL
KARE BOLECHI NIT́HUR
KÁREO TUMI RÁKHO NÁ
DÚR T́ÁNO SABÁRE TRUT́I BHÚLE
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DINER SHEŚE GHUMER DESHE
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O Lord, at the end of the day, in the arena of sleep, You told that You would steer the
boat for crossing over. I did not recognise, nor I called, still I loved with eyes open. I
was tired due to labor, wandering whole day in the material arena. When darkness came
down, I call You lifting up. Who is that You, the merciful Lord, it was my mistake that I
called You merciless. You do not keep anybody away, attract each one forgetting their
mistakes.