TUMI ELE, KISER T́ÁNE
ELE HE PRIYA ÁMÁR
KISER T́ÁNE ELE HE PRIYA ÁMÁR, KISER T́ÁNE
JIIVANE DOLÁ DILE, MANE MAN MILÁILE
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JIIVANE DOLÁ DILE, MANE MAN MILÁILE
EKE KARILE ANEKER SAMÁHÁR
ELE HE PRIYA ÁMÁR
JE MAN SUPTA CHILO VIJAŔITA JAD́A STARE
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JE MAN SUPTA CHILO VIJAŔITA JAD́A STARE
TAMASÁY D́HÁKÁ CHILO, CIRÁYATA GHUM GHORE
BUJHITO NÁ SE KII CÁY, KEBÁ CÁY TÁHÁRE
KÁR LIILÁ EI SANSÁR
ELE HE PRIYA ÁMÁR
SE MANE CHAŔÁYE DILE PHULE PHALE AMBARE
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SE MANE CHAŔÁYE DILE PHULE PHALE AMBARE
SAMVIT DILE KHULE CETANÁR AJÁNÁ DVÁRE
MANER MADHURIMÁ MADHUPARKE
BHARE DILE ANUBHÚTI APÁR
ELE HE PRIYA ÁMÁR
TUMI ELE, KISER T́ÁNE
ELE HE PRIYA ÁMÁR
O Lord, You came. O Dear, by whose pull, You came. You swung my life, and made my mind
merge with Yours. You unified into One, the collection of many. The mind that was sleeping
fixed into the level of matter, covered with eternal darkness of intense sleep, it did not
understand what it wanted, who wants that? Whose illusive game is this world? In that mind
You produced sky full of fruits and flowers. Provided consciousness and opened the unknown
gate of consciousness. Into the sweetness of the mind, You filled unlimited experience of
sweet item, madhuparka.