GÁN SUNÁBO DHYÁNE DHARIBO
TOMÁRE DIVÁ RÁTI
KÁJ KARIBO, PRIITI D́HÁ
LIBO MANE CHONYÁBO NIITI
TOMÁRE DIVÁ RÁTI
KII ÁCHE ÁMÁR MANE
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KII ÁCHE ÁMÁR MANE
SE KATHÁ JÁNE BHUVANE
CHNOYÁ DÁO AŃU MANE
E ANURODHA E VINATI
TOMÁRE DIVÁ RÁTI
CÁHI NÁ KICHU JIIVANE
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CÁHI NÁ KICHU JIIVANE
THEKE JÁO SAḾGOPANE
PHULE JEMAN ALI JÁNE
DIYE JÁO SEI PRATIITI
TOMÁRE DIVÁ RÁTI
GÁN SUNÁBO DHYÁNE DHARIBO
TOMÁRE DIVÁ RÁTI
O Lord, I shall sing song to You, ideate on You, day and night. I shall go on doing the
work, pour love, touching the morality in the mind. What is there in my mind, that fact is
known to the world. Provide atouch to this microcosm, this is my request, my prayer. I do
not want anything in the life. Continue staying secretly. The way the honeybee knows the
flower that feeling You go on providing.