D́ÁKIYÁ GECHI BHÁVIYÁ GECHI
BHÁLOBESECHI TOMÁRE
SATATA DHYÁNE SADÁ MANANE
ÁNKHI JHARECHE TOMÁR TARE
BHÁLOBESECHI TOMÁRE
KÁNDIYÁ BOLECHI HE PRIYATAMA
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KÁNDIYÁ BOLECHI HE PRIYATAMA
MOR ANTARER ANTARTAMA
BÁHIR BHIITAR EK KARE MAMA
THÁKO NISHI DIN MOR GHARE
BHÁLOBESECHI TOMÁRE
KRŚŃA KUHELII KÁLIMÁ KET́ECHE
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KRŚŃA KUHELII KÁLIMÁ KET́ECHE
NÚTAN PRABHÁTE ARUŃ HESECHE
MANER MAYUR KALÁPE NECECHE
DIGVALAYER REKHÁ GHIRE
BHÁLOBESECHI TOMÁRE
D́ÁKIYÁ GECHI BHÁVIYÁ GECHI
BHÁLOBESECHI TOMÁRE
I continued calling and thinking, I love You. By continuously meditating and thinking, the
tears flow for You. O the Dearest, I tell You crying, my inner most of inside, that making
my inside and outside same, stay in my home day and night. The darkness of black fog is
passed. In the new dawn, morning sun smiles. The mental peacock dances with raised tail
surrounding the line of latitude.