SE NISHIITHE CHILUM EKELÁ
MAHÁKÁSHE AMRTA DHÁRÁ BAHITE CHILO
CIDÁKÁSHA HOYE CHILO UTALÁ
SE NISHIITHE CHILUM EKELÁ
CAINCALA PAVANE BHARÁ CHILO MADHURIMÁ
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CAINCALA PAVANE BHARÁ CHILO MADHURIMÁ
D́ÁK DIYE BOLE CHILO SHOŃO TÁR MAHIMÁ
EKE SE ANEK ÁR ANEKE EK SE BHÚMÁ
ANEKER MÁJHE TÁR LIILÁ
SE NISHIITHE CHILUM EKELÁ
HÁRÁY NÁ KONO KICHU KAKHANO KOTHÁ HOTE
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HÁRÁY NÁ KONO KICHU KAKHANO KOTHÁ HOTE
SE ANÁDI THEKE BHÁSE ASHEŚER SHROTE
DUNDUBHI BÁJE TÁR AJÁNÁR SAḾVITE
KÁREO KARE NÁ AVAHELÁ
SE NISHIITHE CHILUM EKELÁ
That night I was alone. Nectar was flowing in the vast space. My mental space was getting
agitated. The restless breeze was full of sweetness and called to listen to His divine
glory. From one to many and many to one is the cosmos. Nothing ever is lost anywhere.
Everything drifts eternally in the endless flow of the infinite. His trumpet resounds for
unknown attraction. He does not ignore anyone.