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4598 (05/03/1989) D (Seasonal)


RITURÁJ ÁJ SAMÁGATA
KISHALAYER SAMÁROHE

ÁKÁSHA VÁTÁS MUKHARITA
NIILÁBDHI UHÁVOHE
KISHALAYER SAMÁROHE

RAUNGIIN PHULER RAUNGIIN HÁSI
CEYE BOLE BHÁLOBÁSI
JYOTSNÁ RÁTER SMITA SHASHI
LÁSYE JENO KI JE KAHE
KISHALAYER SAMÁROHE

MADHU BHARÁ MANE MANE
MÁDHAVII PHUT́ECHE VANE
MANER RÁJÁ TOMÁR SANE
MAN RÁUNGÁBO PRIITI PRALEHE
KISHALAYER SAMÁROHE

RITURÁJ ÁJ SAMÁGATA
KISHALAYER SAMÁROHE


The king of seasons, the spring, has arrived with the festivity of tender leaves. The sky
and air are expressed vibrantly, with the feelings of the blue sky. The colourful smile of
the colourful flower speaks love. The smiling moon of the illuminated night, by gesture
speaks something, what is that? Sweetness is filled in each mind, the ma’dhavii flower
blooms in the garden. O the King of mind, I shall colour my mind with the broth of love.




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