IISHÁNE ÁJ MEGHER GHAT́Á
KÁJAL KÁLO RAUNGA JAMECHE
TRÁHI TRÁHI RAVE D́ÁKI
PASHU PÁKHII CHUT́E CALECHE
KÁJAL KÁLO RAUNGA JAMECHE
IISHÁN TOMÁR ÁJ E KI RÚPA
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IISHÁN TOMÁR ÁJ E KI RÚPA
VIŚÁŃ BHAYE KÁMPÁY JE BÚKA
BHIIŚAŃ/ NISHÁN? BOLE NAY ANDHAKÚPA
E TÁR EKÁR RUPA PHUT́ECHE
KÁJAL KÁLO RAUNGA JAMECHE
CHÁONI UŔE JHAŔER TOŔE
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CHÁONI UŔE JHAŔER TOŔE
NAOKÁ D́ORE GUŃA KE CHEŔE
VIHAG KÁNDE BHÁUNGÁ NIIŔE
MÁNUŚA DISHÁHÁRÁ HOYECHE
KÁJAL KÁLO RAUNGA JAMECHE
IISHÁNE ÁJ MEGHER GHAT́Á
KÁJAL KÁLO RAUNGA JAMECHE
Today in the northeastern sky, clouds have collected and dark colour is accumulated.
Crying and calling for protection, the cattle and the birds rush. O Lord, what a form You
have today that heart trmbles with the fear of Your long horn sound? Though frightening
it is not deep blind well, it is also the expressed form of the same Singular Entity. The
roof flies off due to impact of storm, the boat sinks breaking the rope. The birds cry at
the broken nest, and human beings lose direction.