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4731 (01/02/1990) D


MOR MANER MAYÚR
MAHÁNABHE BHESE JÁY
JÁY, JÁY, JÁY

NAKŚATRE TÁRAKÁ BHEDI
ULKÁ GRAHA NIIHÁRIKÁ CHEDI
ANANTA PÁNE CÁY
MAHÁNABHE BHESE JÁY
JÁY, JÁY, JÁY

BÁDHÁ DIYE CHILO JATA SAḾSKÁRA
PATH RODHE CHILO JAD́ÁNDHAKÁR
BOLE CHILO JATA PRIYAJANA ÁMÁR
JÁO KON AJÁNÁY
MAHÁNABHE BHESE JÁY
JÁY, JÁY, JÁY

THÁKABE NÁ KONO SHOŚAŃA VRTTI
KAOLINYA YASHER PRÁPTI
VITTER BALE PRATIPATTI
MAYUR MÁNENI TÁI
VIRÁM VIHIN SE MAYUR ÁR
PICHE KABHU NÁ TÁKÁY.
MAHÁNABHE BHESE JÁY
JÁY, JÁY, JÁY

MOR MANER MAYÚR
MAHÁNABHE BHESE JÁY
JÁY, JÁY, JÁY


My inner peacock soars into the great beyond
piercing the starscape
breaking past meteors and planets and nebula
longing for infinity.

Past the samskaras that bind
blocking the path in the lazy darkness.

Everyone asked:
"my dear one
to which unknown place are You going?"

There will be no more exploitation
no attachment to high birth and fame.

This peacock gives no importance to wealth and honour.
Moving ahead without pause

it never looks back.


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