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4682 (10/01/1990) D


BÁBÁ E BÁR JÁBO NÁ ÁR,
JAŔERI D́ÁKE,

RAUNG BERAUNGE KHELONÁ ASÁR,
D́ÁKE ÁMÁKE

KEU BÁ TÁRÁ MEGHE GHERÁ,
KEU BÁ CÁNDER ÁLOY HÁRÁ,
ÁÁ,
ÁÁ,
KEU HOYECHE CHANNA CHÁŔÁ,
PHÁNKIRI PÁKE

PATHER HADIIS KEU JÁNE NÁ,
PATH KENO TÁ KEU BOJHE NÁ
ÁÁ,
ÁÁ,
KÁNT́ÁR BHAYE KEU CALE NÁ,
NIJERI LAKŚYE


Ba'ba',
I will no longer respond to the call of matter.
Trivial, colourful objects call me again and again.

Some are enveloped in dark clouds.
Some are enveloped in a dark cloud.
Some are lost in moonbeams.
Some are spoiled in the whirls of deception.

No one knows the exact way out.
No one understands the secrets of success.
No one wants to tread the path of thorns
that leads to the goal divine.









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