MANER MADHUVANE SE ESE CHILO
KENO JÁNI NÁ CEYE CEYE HESE CHILO
MANER MADHUVANE SE ESE CHILO
KÚNŔI TAKHAN PHOT́E NIKO
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KÚNŔI TAKHAN PHOT́E NIKO
MALAY HAOÁ BAHE NIKO
NANDANERI SPANDANETE
ÁKUL ÁNKHI MELE CHILO
MANER MADHUVANE SE ESE CHILO
CARAŃ DHVANI PHÚL PHOT́ÁLO
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CARAŃ DHVANI PHÚL PHOT́ÁLO
MALAYÁNIL PARE ELO
MANER KOŃE SAḾGOPANE
SE MADHUMÁS ENE DILO
MANER MADHUVANE SE ESE CHILO
JIIRŃA GELO NOTUN ELO
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JIIRŃA GELO NOTUN ELO
VYATHÁR GÁTHÁ RAUNGE HÁRÁLO
ÁLOK MÁLÁR MANJULÁTE
NAVA VARŚA TAMAH SARÁLO
MANER MADHUVANE SE ESE CHILO
Into my sweet mental garden,
He came.
I do not know why He smiled so lovingly.
The bud had not yet bloomed.
The sandal breeze had not yet arrived.
With a heavenly vibration,
He opened my eager eyes.
By the sound of His footsteps,
He made the flower bloom
and the sandal breeze come.
The torn and the old has gone.
The new has come.
The history of pain vanished into that which is colourful.
With series of beautiful glows,
He removed darkness, on the new year.