668 (14/07/1983) D


TOMÁR KATHÁ BHEVE BHEVE
ANNYA KICHU BHÁVATE NÁRI
BHAVABO NÁKO JATAI BHÁVI
BHÁVANÁTE JAŔIYE PAŔI
TOMÁR KATHÁ BHEVE BHEVE
ANNYA KICHU BHÁVATE NÁRI

TUMI ÁCHO ÁMI ÁCHI
VISHVA JAGAT BHULE GECHI
TOMÁR RUPE TOMÁR RÁGE
SAB KICHUTEI TOMÁRE HERI
TOMÁR KATHÁ BHEVE BHEVE
ANNYA KICHU BHÁVATE NÁRI

DÚRÁKÁSHER OE JE TÁRÁ
SHYÁMAL SHOBHÁY EI JE DHARÁ
TOMÁR BHÁVE ÁTMA HÁRÁ
NECE CALE TOMÁRE GHERI
TOMÁR KATHÁ BHEVE BHEVE
ANNYA KICHU BHÁVATE NÁRI







Thinking of You all the time,
I am unable to think of anything else.

The more I think that I should not think about You,
the more I become engrossed in Your ideation.

You exist and I exist.
I have forgotten the world around me.

In all things
Your beauteous form and love are present.

The star of the far distant sky,
this green and beautiful earth
are all engrossed in Your ideation
and lose themselves,
in the dance that forever surrounds You.