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VARŚÁR VYATHÁ BHULIE DÁO PRIYA
SHYÁMALIMÁR SHOBHÁY
SHYÁMALIMÁR SHOBHÁY

BHAROSÁR BHÁŚÁ KÁNE SHUNIE DIO
E KRŚŃÁ AMÁNISHÁY
SHYÁMALIMÁR SHOBHÁY

ÁCHO MANE MANE
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
ÁCHO MANE MANE GAHANE PRATIKŚAŃE
VIJANE DHYÁNE DHÁRAŃÁY
SHYÁMALIMÁR SHOBHÁY

JÁGÁO MOR MANE
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
JÁGÁO MOR MANE BHÁSO SABÁR PRÁŃE
RÁGER RÁUNGÁ ALAKÁY
SHYÁMALIMÁR SHOBHÁY

VARŚÁR VYATHÁ BHULIE DÁO PRIYA
SHYÁMALIMÁR SHOBHÁY
SHYÁMALIMÁR SHOBHÁY







O Dear, with the beauty of greenness, make the pains of the rain forget. On this dark
night, whisper into my ears the language of consolation. Come into the depth of my mind
each moment, in seclusion, in mediation and concentration. Awaken in my mind, float in
everyone’s life, colouring with heavenly hue.