PHÁGUNE PHUL PHOT́ÁLE
CAETE KENO CALIÁ GELE
MANETE RAUNGA LÁGÁLE
SE RAUNGA KENO MUCHIÁ DILE
CAETE KENO CALIÁ GELE
PHÁGUN ESO BÁRE BÁRE
MADHU MÁSE MADHU BHARE
MAN YAMUNÁY PÚRŃA KARE
PRIITIRI JALE UCCHALE
CAETE KENO CALIÁ GELE
CAETRA TUMI DÚRE THÁKO
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CAETRA TUMI DÚRE THÁKO
NÁ D́ÁKILE ESO NÁKO
VYATHÁ JAKHAN BOJHO NÁKO
DÁNŔÁBE KÁCHE KII BOLE
CAETE KENO CALIÁ GELE
PHÁGUNE PHUL PHOT́ÁLE
CAETE KENO CALIÁ GELE
The flowers bloomed in spring, but withered in next month caetra. They applied colour to
the mind, that colour, why did You wipe out? Come in the spring month again and again
full of honey, filling the mental river Yamuna’, with overflowing water of love. O the
month of caetra, stay away, do not come without call. When You do not understand the pain
what for you should stand close?