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KON AJÁNÁ DESHER MADIRÁVESHER
BHÁVE BHESECHILO MAN ÁMÁR

PRABHÁT KIRAŃE HASITA HIRAŃE
ÁLO ENECHILO KI SAMÁHÁR
BHÁVE BHESECHILO MAN ÁMÁR

SE DINER KATHÁ ÁJO MANE ÁCHE
SHATA KLESHA DUHKHE SMRITI NÁ MUCHECHE
UTTÁL VISHÁD SINDHU MÁJHE
JEGE ÁCHE SMRITI APÁR
BHÁVE BHESECHILO MAN ÁMÁR

ÁR KEU JÁNE NÁ SE ANUBHÚTI
AŃUR MÁJHÁRE BHUMÁR PRATIITI
BRIHADEŚAŃÁ PREŚITA PRIITI
RÁGÁTMIKÁR SE SUDHÁ SÁR
BHÁVE BHESECHILO MAN ÁMÁR

KON AJÁNÁ DESHER MADIRÁVESHER
BHÁVE BHESECHILO MAN ÁMÁR









With intoxicating impulse of feelings, into which unknown arena, my mind goes on floating?
What a collection of smiling golden light with morning rays, You have brought? The affairs
of that day are present in the mind even today. Hundreds of memories of pains and
pleasures does not get wiped. Amidst the high ocean of agonies, those unlimited memories
are still awakened. No body else knows that feeling. The appearance of cosmic amidst
microcosm. That essence of essence, a love with total surrender, inspired by the will for
the great.