842 (07/09/1983) D


PRADIIP JVÁLIÁ GIYÁCHO CALIYÁ
TÁR PAR GIYÁCHO BHÚLE

MANER KUSUME GIYÁCHO DALIYÁ
BHÚLE GECHO MOR ÁNKHI JALE
TUMI, BHÚLE GECHO MOR ÁNKHI JALE
TÁR PAR GIYÁCHO BHÚLE

TÁR PAR CALE GECHE KATA YUGA
KATA HÁHÁKÁR VYATHÁ BHARÁ BÚK
KATA JE YÁMINI VRITHÁ CALE GECHE
BASIÁ TOMÁR VEDII MULE
TÁR PAR GIYÁCHO BHÚLE

PRADIIP JVÁLIÁ GIYÁCHO CALIÁ
TÁR PAR GIYÁCHO BHÚLE

JE PRADIIP JVELE CHILE NIJA HÁTE
ÁJO PROJJVAL ÁCHE SE SHIKHÁTE
TÁNRAI ÁLO HOTE SHATA DIIP JVÁLI
DINE RÁTE SÁNJHE SAKÁLE
TÁR PAR GIYÁCHO BHÚLE

PRADIIP JVÁLIÁ GIYÁCHO CALIÁ
TÁR PAR GIYÁCHO BHÚLE







You kindled the lamp, went away,
and forgot me.

You crushed my mental flower
and forgot the tears of my eyes.

How many ages have since gone by?
How many agonies and lamentations,
has my heart had to endure?

How many nights have I passed in vain,
sitting on the base of Your altar?

The lamp's flame
that You kindled with Your own hands,
glows even to this day.

From that flame,
I continue kindling hundreds of lamps,
day and night,
every morning and every evening.