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4284 (27/02/1988)


DEKHE SHUNE SÁR BUJHECHI
TUMI CHÁRÁ GATI NÁI

MAN KE ÁMÁR NIYE CALO
SETHÁY JETHÁY JETE CÁI
TUMI CHÁRÁ GATI NÁI

KON ALAKÁY BASE ÁCHO
KENO LUKIE RAYECHO
KENO DHVANI TULITECHO
SINJINE VEŃUKE SADÁI
TUMI CHÁRÁ GATI NÁI

BÁNSHII BÁJE DINE RÁTE
JALE STHALE ÁKÁSHETE
BHÁVA LOKE BHÁVÁTIITE HE
LIILÁMAY SABAI LIILÁI
TUMI CHÁRÁ GATI NÁI

DEKHE SHUNE SÁR BUJHECHI
TUMI CHÁRÁ GATI NÁI


O Lord, on observation, I understood You as the essence, I have no go other than You. You
carry my mind along with You to the place, where I want to go. In which heaven are You
seated? Why do You remain hidden? Why do You raise the sound of the flute and ankle bell
always. The flute plays day and night, in land, water and sky. O the embodiment of
illusive game, lila’, everything within and beyond the arena of thought, is Your
liila’.




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