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TUMI ÁCHO SAKÁSHE CÁNDA HÁSE ÁKÁSHE
BHAYA BHÁVANÁ MOR NÁI

TOMÁRI DYOTANÁY TOMÁRI PREŚAŃÁY
TOMÁRI GÁN SHUDHU GÁI
BHAYA BHÁVANÁ MOR NÁI

MANDA MADHUR DAKŚIŃÁ VÁY
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MANDA MADHUR DAKŚIŃÁ VÁY
MAN BHESE JÁY KON AJÁNÁY
ÁLORI UDBHÁSE PRIITIRI PRAKÁSHE
PAR ÁPAN BHEDA BHÚLE JÁI
BHAYA BHÁVANÁ MOR NÁI

JE GÁN HOYECHE SÁRÁ
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JE GÁN HOYECHE SÁRÁ
JE PHÚL DHULITE HÁRÁ
RESHA TÁR RÁGA TÁR EKHAN JE PÁI.
BHAYA BHÁVANÁ MOR NÁI

TUMI ÁCHO SAKÁSHE CÁNDA HÁSE ÁKÁSHE
BHAYA BHÁVANÁ MOR NÁI







When You are close, with moon smiling in the sky, I have no feeling of fear. By Your
gesture and propulsion, I sing only Your song. With gentle sweet southern breeze, my mind
goes on floating towards unknown destination. With scattering of light and illumination of
love, I go on forgetting the distinction between own and alien. The song that was
finished, the flower that withered into dust, the trace of which and tune of which, I find
even today.