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4477 (16/11/1988) K


ÁMÁRE DEKHE CALECHO
PRABHU MOR PUŃYA PHALE

ÁLOKE ÁNDHÁRE ÁCHO
ÁCHO PRATI ANUPALE
ÁMÁRE DEKHE CALECHO
PRABHU MOR PUŃYA PHALE

JABE JIIVAN BOJHÁ HOY
KUÁSHÁY GHERE ÁMÁRE
ÁNKHI NIIRE NADI BAY
BHÁVI VIŚA E SAḾSÁRE
KE JENO KÁŃE KÁŃE KAY
HÁSICHO MAN DEULE
ÁMÁRE DEKHE CALECHO
PRABHU MOR PUŃYA PHALE

JE DYUTI KABHU NEVE NÁ
JE PRIITI KABHU KAME NÁ
JE GATI KABHU THÁME NÁ
SE TUMI JÁO NÁ BHULE.
ÁMÁRE DEKHE CALECHO
PRABHU MOR PUŃYA PHALE


O Lord, You go on looking at me by virtue of my pious deeds. You are present in both light
and darkness, in each moment. When my life becomes burden, fog surrounds me, tears flow
and I think that the world is like poison, then as if someone whispers into my ears and
smiles in my mental temple. The glow that is never extinguished, the love that never
reduces, the speed that never pauses, that You do not forget.




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