KÁJERI PRAHARE KÁNDO KÁHÁR TARE
KON CITACORE BHEVE CALO
REKHÁ KÁJALER
REKHÁ KÁJALER LEKHÁ JE JVALE
SÁRÁ BHUVANE PRIITI D́HÁLO
KON CITACORE BHEVE CALO
TOMÁR VEDANÁ BUJHATE JE PÁRI
SÁDHYA NÁI MOR KICHU T́Á BHÁR HARI
PRAYÁS KARE JÁO CINTÁ KARI
HARI SE AJÁNÁR GUŃA GÁTHÁ BOLO
KON CITACORE BHEVE CALO
SAMAYE ASAMAYE KÁJE BHÁVANÁY
SAMAYE ASAMAYE KÁJE BHÁVANÁY
ÁLOKE ÁNDHÁRE SE PRIYA NECE JÁY
VÁTÁS ÁKÁSH BHÁSE TÁRI DYOTANÁY
KENDO NÁ ÁNKHI PALLAVA KHOLO
KON CITACORE BHEVE CALO
KÁJERI PRAHARE KÁNDO KÁHÁR TARE
KON CITACORE BHEVE CALO
At the time of work, what for do you cry, about which stealer of heart do you go on
thinking? Burning the writings sketched in black lines, you pour love into the whole
world. Having been able to understand your pain, it is not possible for me to take up any
load. Go on trying, thinking of the Lord, and speaking of the glories of that Unknown. In
the thoughts and actions, from time to time, during light or shade, that Dear goes on
dancing. The sky and air appear with His gestures, do not cry, open your eyelids.