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4380 (06/07/1988) K


MANERI GAHANE TUMI ÁCHO
ÁCHO PRABHU SADÁ JEGE ÁCHO

KÁLA NÁI TITHI NÁI KONO VIRATI NÁI
JÁHÁ CÁHO TÁHÁ KARITECHO
ÁCHO PRABHU SADÁ JEGE ÁCHO

VISHVA CARÁCARA TAVA KRŔÁ KANDUK
AMARÁJAR TUMI ABHISMITA KIḾSHUK
JÁRÁ ÁCHE MOHA GHORE CÁOÁ TÁRÁ JÁGUK
VICITRA LIILÁ RASE METECHO
ÁCHO PRABHU SADÁ JEGE ÁCHO

SÁDHYA YADIO NÁI SADHA SABÁKÁR MANE
TOMÁRE DHARIÁ RÁKHE JIIVANER PRATI KŚAŃE
BHUDHARE SÁGARE GHARE UPALE UPAVANE
MUKHARITA MÁYÁ MUKURE NÁCO
ÁCHO PRABHU SADÁ JEGE ÁCHO

MANERI GAHANE TUMI ÁCHO
ÁCHO PRABHU SADÁ JEGE ÁCHO


O Lord, in the depth of my mind, You are ever awake. Without any consideration of time and
date and without a pause, whatever You want, You continue doing. The whole universe is a
ball for Your play. You are the immortal and nondecaying smiling kinshuk flower. Those
who are under influence of intense infatuation, You want to awaken them. In flow of
astonishing game, liila’, You are frenzied. Even if almost impossible, You are the
desired desideratum of all minds, thus all want to hold on to their life each moment. You
dance within the mirror of ma’ya’, the illusion, amidst mountains, ocean, homes, hills
and gardens.




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