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SUDÚRER SHROTA SURE TÁNE
LAYE BHUVAN BHARIYÁ ESECHE
SE JE PHÚLER SUVÁSE BHESECHE
MAŃIR DYUTITE HESECHE
NADII JALE PAŔÁ ÁLOR MATAN
JHALAKE JHALAKE NECECHE
JHALAKE JHALAKE NECECHE
SE JE ESECHE SE JE ESECHE
SE JE MANER MUKURE BHESECHE
HIYÁR VITÁNE HESECHE
ÁLOK VARŚE JHALAKÁNI ENE
CHÁYÁ PATHE SUDHÁ D́HELECHE
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The Lord has come.
Melodies from afar
resonate the news
of His effulgence on this earth.
In floral fragrances
he comes,
His smile the radiance of pearls,
dancing like light on river waves
smiling in the mirror of my life
in the arbour (garden) of my heart.
He inundates
in a million, countless
frequent flashes of light
far flung nebulae and stars
with ambrosial love.