Songs 1-999
| Songs 1-999 | |
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| Music and lyrics by Prabhat Ranjan Sarkar | |
| Song number | 1-999 (as found on Prabhatasamgiita.net) |
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Audio
For the audio to the following songs, go to Songs 1-999.
Dates and abbreviations
In this document, the date when the song was given appears in parentheses after the song number. That date may vary with other, possibly more reliable sources (for example, the books by Acarya Abhidevananda Avadhuta[2][3][4][5][6][7] or Acarya Vijayananda Avadhuta[8][9]).
After the date, there may be one or more abbreviations. These abbreviations typically refer to the style of melody or rhythm. For example, D stands for Dadra, and K stands for Kaharva. Once again, this information may vary with other, possibly more reliable sources (for example, the notes of P. D. Narayan[10].
Lyrics and translations
1 (10/9/1982) K JYOTIRGIITA
BANDHU HE NIYE CALO
ÁLOR OI JHARAŃÁ DHÁRÁRA PÁNE
BANDHU HE NIYE CALO
ÁNDHÁRER VYATHÁ ÁR SAYE NÁ PRÁŃE
BANDHU HE NIYE CALO
GHUMER GHOR BHÁḾGÁNOR GÁNE GÁNE
BANDHU HE NIYE CALO
O dearest Friend,
lead me on.
Lead me unto the fountain of effulgence.
O dearest Friend,
lead me on.
I can no longer bear the pain of darkness in my heart.
O dearest Friend,
lead me on.
With Your songs, break my deep slumber.
O dearest Friend,
lead me on.
Purport:
Paramapurus'a (the Supreme Consciousness) is the real friend. O Paramapurus'a,
direct me unto the fountain of divine effulgence. I was slumbering in cimmerian darkness.
I was an ordinary atom. But now I can no longer tolerate the staticity of darkness.
O Paramapurus'a, sing before me the song which will arouse me from my deep slumber.
Sing before me that song which will show me what is what and which is which.
2 (17/9/1982) K MUKTI GIITI
E GÁN ÁMÁR, ÁLOR JHARAŃÁ DHÁRÁ
UPALA PATHE DINE RÁTE
BAHE JÁI
BAHE JÁI BÁNDHANA HÁRÁ
ÁLOR JHARAŃÁ DHÁRÁ
E GÁN ÁMÁR ÁLOR JHARAŃÁ DHÁRÁ
E PATH ÁMÁR BANDHURA KANT́AKA BHARÁ
UTSA HOTE PRÁŃERA SHROTE
BHEUNGE JÁI
BHENGE JÁI PÁŚÁŃA KÁRÁ
ÁLOR JHARAŃÁ DHÁRÁ
E GÁN ÁMÁR ÁLOR JHARAŃÁ DHÁRÁ
SONG OF LIBERATION
This song of mine is a fountain of effulgence.
On this rocky path, day and night I keep on flowing,
heedless of all obstacles.
This song of mine is a fountain of effulgence.
This path of mine is rugged and full of thorns.
The flowing stream emanating from the source of life
will shatter the granite prison walls.
This song of mine is a fountain of effulgence.
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This song of mine
is like a flow of light.
In the rugged rocky terrain,
day and night, I flow along,
I flow along unhindered.
This path of mine is uneven,
full of thorns.
With a forceful flow of life,
I flow along, breaking asunder,
I move along breaking the prison walls.
Purport:
For those who move along the path of greatness and magnanimity, so much meanness and
littleness stands as insurmountable obstacles. They know this and their song is like a
fountain of divine effulgence it is not a materialistic song. Their song does not move
along a smooth road. In their path there are so many thorns, so many ups and downs just
like a fountain which flows along various rapids and finally merges into the sea. They
recognize no barrier, saying "We move on and on, with all our innate vitality, ever
breaking all the iron prison walls around us."
3 (17/9/1982) K NAVYAMÁNAVATÁDER GIITA
ÁNDHÁRA SHEŚE ÁLORA DESHE
ARUŃ BHORER KATHÁ
SHONÁBO SABÁY D́EKE D́EKE BHÁI
SHONÁBO SABÁY D́EKE D́EKE
ÁNDHÁRA SHEŚE ÁLORA DESHE
TÁRÁY BHARÁ OI JE ÁKÁSH
GANDHA MADIR EI JE VÁTÁS
SABÁR MÁJHE ÁMI ÁCHI
PHULER PARÁG MANE MEKHE
SHONÁBO SABÁY D́EKE D́EKE
ÁNDHÁR SHEŚE, ÁLOR DESHE
ARUŃ BHORER KATHÁ
SHONÁBO SABÁY D́EKE D́EKE, BHÁI
SHONÁBO SABÁY D́EKE D́EKE
ÁNDHÁRA SHEŚE ÁLORA DESHE
CARAŃ TALE EI JE MÁT́II
NIKHÁD SONÁR CEYEO KHÁNT́I
SABUJ CHÁYÁY, MRGER MÁYÁY
NÁCCHE NÚTAN ABHIŚEKE
SHONÁBO SABÁY D́EKE D́EKE
ÁNDHÁRA SHEŚE ÁLORA DESHE
ARUŃ BHORER KATHÁ
SHONÁBO SABÁY D́EKE D́EKE BHÁI
SHONÁBO SABÁY D́EKE D́EKE
SONG OF NEOHUMANISM
Calling all, I will sing the glories of this crimson dawn
in the kingdom of divine light,
beyond the threshold of darkness.
The sky above is studded with stars,
The air is intoxicated with fragrance.
With all entities I exist,
anointing my mind with the pollen of flowers.
Calling all, I will sing the glories of this crimson dawn
in the kingdom of divine light,
beyond the threshold of darkness.
This earth on which I walk
is purer than the purest gold.
In its green shade,
all creatures are cherished.
It dances, blessed with new life.
Calling all, I will sing the glories of this crimson dawn
in the kingdom of divine light,
beyond the threshold of darkness.
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Calling all, I will sing the glories of the crimson dawn
in the kingdom of divine light,
beyond the threshold of darkness.
The sky is studded with stars.
The air is sweetly scented.
In all entities I exist,
anointing my mind with the pollen of flowers.
This earth on which I walk
is purer than the purest gold,
in its green shade,
all creatures are cherished.
It dances, blessed with new life.
Purport:
Darkness has come to an end, crossing the threshold at the edge of light. Now is the
proper time to call all and announce that the crimson dawn has come. The beautiful sky is
studded with so many stars, the air is sweetlyscented. The atmosphere, lithosphere,
hydrosphere everything is closely related to me. All the flora and fauna I must preserve;
I must save them from premature extinction because I love everything of this earth. I am a
NeoHumanist. I call one and all to come and create a new rhythm.
4 (18/9/1982) K MADHUR GIITI
SAKAL MANER VIIŃÁ EK SURE BÁJE ÁJ
SAKAL HRDAYE SAORABH
NANDANA MADHU SÁJE ELE TUMI DHARÁ MÁJHE
DILE SABE EK ANUBHAV
SAKAL MANER VIIŃÁ EK SURE BÁJE ÁJ
SAKAL HRDAYE SAORABH
CHINŔO NÁ, CHINŔO NÁ, E KUSUMA MÁLÁKHÁNI
MAMATÁR SÁRÁ VAEBHAV
SAKAL MANER VIIŃÁ EK SURE BÁJE ÁJ
SAKAL HRDAYE SAORABH
ESO TUMI ÁRO KÁCHE, ÁRO KÁCHE, ÁRO KÁCHE
NIYE JÁO JÁHÁ KICHU SAB
SAKAL MANER VIIŃÁ EK SURE BÁJE ÁJ
SAKAL HRDAYE SAORABH
SONG OF SWEETNESS
The lyres of all minds play
to the same tune today.
There is fragrance in all hearts.
You came onto this earth
with Your exquisite appearance
and gave the same feeling to all.
Do not tear my garland of flowers,
my entire wealth of compassion.
Come close to me,
come closer, still closer,
take all that I have.
5 (20/09/1982) K PÚRŃATVER GIITA
ELO, ANEK JUGER SEI AJÁNÁ PATHIK
CETANÁR MADHURA TÁNE
TÁI, JIIVAN ÁMÁR BHARE GELO GÁNE
ELO, ANEK JUGER SEI AJÁNÁ PATHIK
SAB HÁRÁNOR VEDANÁTE
SAKAL BHOLÁR RIKTATÁTE
SAB PEYECHIR CHANDE GÁNE
SUNDARERA ÁVÁHANE
ÁVÁHANE ÁVÁHANE, ÁVÁHANE
TÁI, JIIVAN ÁMÁR BHARE GELO GÁNE
ELO ANEK JUGER SEI AJÁNÁ PATHIK
CETANÁR MADHURA TÁNE
SONG OF FULFILLMENT
The ancient unknown traveler has come.
With the blissful resonance of consciousness,
my life overflows with song.
In the sweet form of the loss of all,
in the destitution of oblivion,
with the rhythm and song of attainment,
with the invocation of the ever beautiful one,
my life overflows with song.
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The unknown traveler has come,
after so many ages,
with the sweet call of consciousness.
My life is filled with songs.
In the pangs of losing everything,
in the the emptiness of complete oblivion,
in in the rhythm and song of supreme fulfilment,
in the invocation of the eternally beautiful,
my life became filled with songs.
6 (20/09/1982) K SAMVIT SAMGIITA
BANDHU ÁMÁR
BANDHU ÁMÁR
SONÁR ÁLOY D́HÁKÁ
BANDHU ÁMÁR
BHORER PÁKHII
UT́HLO D́ÁKII
PRÁŃER PARÁG MÁKHÁ
BANDHU ÁMÁR
KISER TARE KISER D́ÁKE
DINE RÁTE KHUINJI TÁKE
NOTUN ÁLOY JHALAKÁNI DEY
DOLÁY NOTUN PÁKHÁ
BANDHU ÁMÁR
SONG OF AWAKENING
My Lord is covered in golden light.
The bird of dawn begins to sing,
vibrant with new life.
Why all this?
In answer to whose call?
Day and night I seek Him.
The new light sends forth a blaze of effulgence
and beats its new wings of joy.
My Lord is covered with golden light.
note : This is the experience of a sadhaka (spiritual aspirant) immediately after receiving initiation.
7 (20/09/1982) D
NIIRAVATÁ MÁJHE KE GO TUMI ELE
GHANAGHOR GHÚM BHÁḾGÁTE
GHUM BHÁḾGÁLE
NIIRAVATÁ MÁJHE
JHAT́IKÁR GHÁTE NEVÁNO DIIPETE
JINÁNA SHALÁKÁT́I JVÁLÁLE
GHUM BHÁḾGÁLE
NIIRAVATÁ MÁJHE KE GO TUMI ELE
GHANAGHOR GHUMA BHÁNGÁTE
GHUM BHÁNGÁLE
NIIRAVATÁ MÁJHE
SÁJÁNO BÁGÁNE CHOT́A KHELÁGHARE
JÁRÁ ÁSE TÁRÁ CALE JÁY DÚRE
TÁDER PATHER NISHÁNÁ ÁJIKE
DIIP JVELE DIYE JÁNÁLE
GHUM BHÁḾGÁLE
NIIRAVATÁ MÁJHE KE GO TUMI ELE
GHANAGHOR GHÚM BHÁḾGÁTE
GHUM BHÁḾGÁLE
NIIRAVATÁ MÁJHE
SONG OF BUDDHA
In the midst of silence
who are You who came,
breaking my deep, dark slumber?
Breaking my slumber,
in the midst of silence?
When the raging storm
had extinguished my lamp,
You lit the flame of knowledge in my eyes,
and broke my slumber.
In the small garden playhouse,
those who come, go far, far away.
Their path is a beacon of light today.
Lighting Your lamp to awaken me
You have broken my slumber.
Purport:
O Paramapurus'a (the Supreme Consciousness), You have come to break the bondage of slumber.
You lighted the lamp of knowledge which was extinguished by thunderstorms.
You are the lighthouse that saves us from any destruction, from the ravages of cyclones.
People come and go in this world without direction; You have shown them how to reach their destination.
8 (21/9/1982) K
ÁMI JETE CÁI, TUMI NIYE JÁO
BÁDHÁR BÁNDHÁ SAB CHINŔE DÁO
ÁMI JETE CÁI, TUMI NIYE JÁO
MOR CITTERA CAINCALATÁ
MOR HRDAYERA UDBELATÁ
MOR MANERA UCCHVALATÁ
SAB KICHU MOR TUMI NIYE JÁO
ÁMI JETE CÁI, TUMI NIYE JÁO
BÁDHÁR BÁNDHÁ SAB CHINŔE DÁO
ÁMI JETE CÁI, TUMI NIYE JÁO
I want to go,
please take me with You.
Tear off all obstructing bondages.
The restlessness of my being,
the agitation of my heart,
the passion of my mind
my everything,
take it with You.
Purport:
I have the intense desire to come to You and move along with You,
O Paramapurus'a (Supreme Consciousness), but there are innumerable obstacles on the way.
I want to move along with You, but in this material world, my mind is always being
disturbed by various worldly bondages and obstacles.
O my Lord, crush all those bondages, those walls of obstacles, and take me along with You.
So many worldly waves come and go according to Your desire, so please help me I am ready
to do anything and everything for You. Take away all those obstacles so that I may easily
reach Your lotus feet.
9 (21/9/1982) K
ÁNDHÁRER SEI HATÁSHÁ
KET́E GECHE ÁJ
ÁLOKER PARASHA PEYE
KOTHÁY HÁRÁYE GECHE MARURA TRŚÁ
MADHURER MOHANA CHÁYE
ÁNDHÁRER SEI HATÁSHÁ
KET́E GECHE ÁJ
ÁLOKER PARASHA PEYE
MOR GÁN SE TO NAY CÁOÁ
MOR HÁSI SE KI SHUDHU PÁOÁ
ÁMÁR SAKAL CALÁ SAB DYOTANÁY
SUŚAMÁRA SARITÁ BEYE
CALE ÁLOKER NISHÁNÁ CEYE
ÁNDHÁRER SEI HATÁSHÁ
KET́E GECHE ÁJ
ÁLOKER PARASH PEYE
That gloomy despair is dispelled today,
by the touch of infinite light.
The thirst of the desert
has vanished in that sweet and charming shade.
In my song, there is no demand.
In my smile, there is no attainment.
All my movements, all my expressions
move in the flow of exquisite beauty
towards that beacon of infinite light.
Purport:
The pathos of darkness has been expelled.
It has come in contact with the divine light, the divine effulgence. All my pains of this
material world have been banished by Your sweet benign touch; thus all darkness has been
removed. The thirst of the desert, the draught of the desert is no more with me, and my
mind is now throbbing with divine energy and dancing in divine ecstasy.
10 (22/9/1982) K
MÁYÁ MUKURE KE KI BHÁVE KI KARE
SABAI JÁNO O GO DEVATÁ
PRÁŃERA SPANDANA JUGA VIVARTANA
SABAI SHONO GOPANA KATHÁ
MÁYÁ MUKURE
TOMÁRE LUKÁYE KI KARITE PÁRI
TOMÁRE BHULÁYE KII BHÁVITE PÁRI
SAKALA VIKÁSHA MÁJHE TUMI ÁCHO SABA KÁJE
NIIRAVA MADHURATÁ
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
MÁYÁ MUKURE
By Your magic mirror,
whatever we think,
whatever we do,
O Lord,
You know it all.
The pulsation of life,
the evolution of the ages,
You listen,
You hear all secrets.
By hiding from You,
what are we to do?
By making You unmindful,
what are we to think?
You are in all manifestations,
and in all actions.
You are in the sweetness of silence.
Purport:
Paramapurus'a (the Supreme Consciousness) has a magical mirror (maya mukura),
and with the help of that magical mirror He can see whatever one is, whatever one does.
He can feel the heart beating of each and every individual, and knows the entire evolution of this universe.
O Paramapurus'a, that is why one cannot do anything secretly,
that is why one cannot think anything secretly.
You are with each and every action of this physical world.
You are with the movement of each and every cell of the human mind;
and You are with each and everyone with Your silent beauty.
11 (22/9/1982) D
NÁCER TÁLE EGIYE CALE ÁLTÁ RÁḾGÁ MÁT́I
MÁT́I E TO NAYKO JENO E JE ÁMÁR MÁT́I
DHÁNER KHETER SHIIŚE SHIIŚE
SONÁR ÁLO UT́HCHE BHESE
MÁT́IR MÁNUŚ DEKHACHE CEYE
SATYI SONÁ KHÁNT́I
MÁT́I ÁMÁR MÁT́I
ÁKÁSH TÁRÁ PHULER SUVÁS
MIŚT́I MADHUR JAL ÁR VÁTÁS
SABÁR SÁTHE RAHECHE MOR
COKH JUŔÁNO MÁT́I
MÁT́I ÁMÁR MÁT́I
BANDHU YADI BHÁLOBÁSO,
EMAN DINE KÁCHE ESO
TOMÁR KRIPÁY GAŔABO ÁJI
SATYAI MÁNUŚ KHÁŃT́I
MÁT́I ÁMÁR MÁT́I
This reddish earth moves on and on
in the rhythm of dance.
You should know that this is not merely soil
this earth is my mother.
In its fields, the sheaves of grain
gleam with golden light.
The children of its soil
bear an outlook of true gold.
O earth, my mother earth!
With its sky and stars,
with the fragrance of flowers
and its sweet water and air
with all these
remains my eyes consoling land.
O earth, my mother earth!
O Lord,
if You truly love me,
on such auspicious day,
come to me.
By Your grace
I will build true and perfect human beings.
O earth, my mother earth!
12 (22/9/1982) K
NAYANE MAMATÁ BHARÁ
HÁSITE MUKUTÁJHARÁ
AJÁNÁ PATHIK EK ELO
NAYANE MAMATÁ BHARÁ
HIYÁ KÁMPE THARA THARA
E KI BHÁVA MANOHARA
E ÁNANDA KE BÁ SE JE DILO
NAYANE MAMATÁ BHARÁ
HÁSITE MUKUTÁJHARÁ
AJÁNÁ PATHIK EK ELO
NAYANE MAMATÁ BHARÁ
MANA CÁHE SADÁ DEKHI
LÁJE BHAYE NÁHI TÁKI
E MADHURA MADHU KOTHÁ CHILO
NAYANE MAMATÁ BHARÁ
HÁSITE MUKUTÁJHARÁ
AJÁNÁ PATHIK EK ELO
NAYANE MAMATÁ BHARÁ
Lo, there comes the unknown traveler!
His eyes revealing limitless compassion.
His smile showering radiant pearls.
My heart trembles in awe.
How overwhelming is His majestic presence!
Who is He who produced such overpowering bliss in me?
My mind longs to gaze upon Him always.
Yet in shyness and fear I dare not.
Where does such incomparable sweetness lie hidden?
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With eyes full of affection
and with a jewel like flow on His smile,
the unknown traveler has come.
My heart trembles in awe,
what is this experience?
O majestic one!
Who gave this experience of bliss?
My mind wants to always see Him,
but in shame and fear I dare not.
Where does the sweetness of such honey lie hidden?
13 (23/9/1982) K
ÁMI SHUDHU HESECHI, NECECHI, GEYECHI
CÁNDER ÁLOR SÁTHE BHÁVA KARECHI
JÁHÁ KICHU DEKHECHI, SHUNECHI, PEYECHI
MANER MAŃI KOT́HÁY ENKE REKHECHI
ÁMI SHUDHU HESECHI, NECECHI, GEYECHI
AKARUŃA JHAINJHÁR BAY
YADI TÁRÁ HÁRÁIÁ JÁY
SAB HÁRÁNOR SHEŚ JÁHÁR KÁCHE
SE KHÁNEI GEYE REKHECHI
ÁMI SHUDHU HESECHI, NECECHI, GEYECHI
ÁLO NÁI JEKHÁNE, PRÁŃ NÁI SEKHÁNE
ÁLOR DEVATÁ ÁJ KHUNJE PEYECHI
ÁMI SHUDHU HESECHI, NECECHI, GEYECHI
I have only laughed,
I have only danced,
I have only sung,
I have fallen in love with the moonlight.
Whatever I have seen, heard or attained
I embedded it all
in the jewel case of my mind.
When, in cruel tempests, all was lost
I resorted to Him
in whom everything merges.
Where there is no light, there is no life.
Today, I have attained the Lord of Light!
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I have simply laughed,
danced and sung
and fallen in love
with the lustre of the moonlight.
Whatever I have seen,
whatever I have heard,
whatever I have obtained or achieved,
in my emerald like mental attic
I kept it safely.
When merciless tempests raged,
and all was lost to regions unknown,
I held on to Him
in whom all losses end.
Where there is no light, there is no life.
Today, I attained the apostle of light.
14 (23/9/1982) D
ÁJ MANE PAŔE, ÁJ MANE PAŔE, HÁRÁNO DINETE
JIIVANER SHUBHA PRÁTE
KRANDANE PARICAY
O GO, MOR AŃUMAY
KATAI DIVAS ÁSE ÁRO JÁY
KATA VIBHÁVARII ÁLOKE LUKÁY
ÁLO ÁNDHÁRERA ÚRDDHVA
LOKETE RAYECHO JYOTIRMAY
OGO, MOR, RÚPA MAY
JÁNÁ AJÁNÁR ANUBHÚTI PARE
BHÁVER MÁDHURII CIR KÁL TARE
RAYECHE TOMÁR PADA JUG GHIRE
MÁYÁTIITA MADHUMAYA
O GO MOR GIITIMAY
ÁJ MANE PAŔE, ÁJ MANE PAŔE, HÁRÁNO DINETE
JIIVANER SHUBHA PRÁTE
KRANDANE PARICAY
O GO, MOR, RÚPAMAY
Today, I remember those long forgotten days
of the auspicious dawn of my life,
when I came to know You in my crying.
O, Lord of petty entities!
Countless days have come and gone.
Countless nights have become hidden in light.
You exist beyond the realm of light and shade.
O Lord of effulgence!
O my Lord of beauteous forms!
Beyond the feelings of known and unknown,
the sweetness of spiritual realisation
forever flows around Your feet.
O Lord of sweetness!
Thou art beyond illusion!
O my Lord of songs!
Purport:
O Lord, I remember the past days when I came into this world as a newborn child my first
communication with the world was through crying. Not tears, crying. A newborn child does
like this (demonstrates). So the first talk to the world is crying; there may or may not
be tears. In the first phase You come to me in the form of so many small things, childhood
needs; then You come in the form of so many big expressions water, air, sky. And then in
the final phase, You come in the form of songs.
15 (23/9/1982) K
JEONÁ JEONÁ OGO BANDHU
TOMÁ LÁGI JEGE ÁCHI DIVÁ NISHII
TUMI ÁCHO TÁI ÁCHE JAGATA VÁSI
TOMÁKE SAKALE MORÁ BHÁLOBÁSI
JEONÁ JEONÁ OGO BANDHU
EI ÁLO EI CHÁYÁ EI JE VÁTÁS
NIILETE CUMKI GÁNTHÁ OI JE ÁKÁSH
TAVA SURE TAVA TÁLE SABÁI NÁCE
TAVA RÁG ANURÁG SABÁI JÁCE
BHULONÁ BHULONÁ O GO BANDHU
KÁCHE ESE HESE JÁO MADHUR HÁSI
JEONÁ JEONÁ OGO BANDHU
TOMÁ LÁGI JEGE ÁCHI DIVÁ NISHII
EI HÁSI EI GÁN EI JE ÁLOK
BHÁVER MÁDHURII BHARÁ EI JE DYULOK
TAVA NÁME ERÁ SABE CHANDE MÁTE
MANER KATHÁT́I KAYE TOMÁRI SÁTHE
CHINŔO NÁ CHINŔO NÁ O GO BANDHU
PRÁŃER PARASH PÁVÁ PUŚPA RÁSHI
JEONÁ JEONÁ OGO BANDHU
TOMÁ LÁGI JEGE ÁCHI DIVÁ NISHII
Do not go, O Lord, do not go!
For You, day and night, I stay awake.
Because You exist, the world exists.
With You, all beings are in love.
This light, this shade, this wind,
this blue sky adorned with the spangles of stars
are all dancing in Your melodious rhythm.
For, it is Your love that all are seeking.
Don't forget me, don't forget me!
O divine friend!
With a sweet smile You come near
and, with a sweet smile, You again depart.
This laughter, this song,
this radiant light and the higher realms
are all mingled in Your ideation.
In Your name, all dance in joyous intoxication.
To You, all express their innermost heart.
Do not tear, do not tear
O divine friend
these flowers, vibrant with the touch of life.
Purport:
O Paramapurus'a, do not desert me. I am spending sleepless nights for You. The universe
exists because You are there. Because of Your presence the universe is created. So the
existence of the universe is dependent on Your existence. All natural beauties are
dancing, all are getting inspiration from You. All long for Your love and affection. O
Lord, come close and smile Your sweet and charming smile. My garland represents my love
and intimacy. Let the flowers of my garland remain forever.
16 (24/9/1982) D
ÁJI, SAJALA PAVANE SAGHANA SVAPANE
SAJAL PAVANE SAGHAN SVAPANE
AJÁNÁ PATHIK ESECHE
SAGHAN SVAPANE
SE JE, VIIŃÁR TÁRETE SIIMÁR PÁRETE
VIIŃÁR TÁRETE SIIMÁR PÁRETE
CETANÁR GÁN GEYECHE
SAJAL PAVANE SAGHAN SVAPANE
AJÁNÁ PATHIK ESECHE
SAJAL PAVANE
SE HÁSIT́I MAMATÁRA SE CÁHANI CINI KÁRA
SE JE AJÁNÁRO BÁDHÁ BHENGE
JÁNÁ ÁJI HOYECHE
SAJAL PAVANE SAGHAN SVAPANE
AJÁNÁ PATHIK ESECHE
SAJAL PAVANE
Deep in dream,
the air heavy with moisture,
the Unknown Traveler came.
On the strings of His lyre,
beyond all limitations,
He sang the song of consciousness.
How affectionate was His look!
How compassionate His smile!
Shattering all bondages,
The unknown has become known today.
Purport:
When the air was heavy with moisture and while I was in a deep dream, a very sweet dream,
I saw that an unknown traveler had come. His eyes were full of affection and His sweet
smile said who He was. But as soon as I could know who He was, He no longer remained
unknown. Then He was not at all an unknown traveler, He was a known personality, and
everyone knew who He was.
17 (24/9/1982) D
KET́E GECHE MEGH, GECHE UDVEG
ÁLOR JÁTRÁ PATHE
DÚR NIILIMÁY KÁRÁ D́EKE JÁY
SONÁLI SAORA RATHE
KET́E GECHE MEGH, GECHE UDVEG
ÁLOR JÁTRÁ PATHE
ESO BHÁI SABE E MAHOTSAVE,
ÁJIKÁR E ÚŚÁY
DHARAŃIIRA DHVANI ALAKÁR VÁŃII
EK HOYE MISHE JÁY
The clouds have dissolved
and all anxieties disappeared.
On the journey on the path of light,
from the distant blue void,
whose call resounded
from the golden chariot of the sun?
Come one and all to the grand festival!
To this festival of dawn!
The din of earth
and the sweet message of heaven
have blended into one today.
The clouds have dissolved
and all anxieties disappeared.
Purport:
The clouds have vanished and now there are no worries or anxieties. Now we are proceeding
towards the supreme destination, the supreme desideratum of life. There is no obstacle now
in the blue sky. Some people from another world, the divine world, are calling and saying,
"You brothers and sisters of Earth, come forward. We are ready to join hands with you."
Let there be a happy union between the physical or mundane world and the divine world. Let
there be a happy blending, a divine union.
18 (24/9/1982) D SAMA SAMÁJA GIITI
KE JENO ÁSIÁ KAYE GECHE KÁNE
NÚTAN PRABHÁT ÁSIBE
KE JENO ÁSIÁ
KÁLO KUHÁSÁR YAVANIKÁ PÁRE SONÁLI JIIVAN HÁSIBE
KE JENO ÁSIÁ KAHE GECHE KÁNE
NÚTAN PRABHÁT ÁSIBE
KE JENO ÁSIÁ
THÁKIBE NÁ ÁR VYATHÁ HÁHÁKÁR
BAHIBE NÁ ÁR SHUDHU ÁNKHIDHÁR
SAB VEDANÁR URDHVA LOKETE
PRÁŃER PARÁG BHÁSIBE
KE JENO ÁSIÁ KAHE GECHE KÁNE
NÚTAN PRABHÁT ÁSIBE
KE JENO ÁSIÁ
SNEHA MAMATÁR EI JE BHUVAN
ÁSHÁ BHÁLOBÁSÁ MADHUR SVAPAN
SAKAL MANER MARME PASHIÁ
SAB KÁLO CHÁYÁ NÁSHIBE
KE JENO ÁSIÁ KAHE GECHE KÁNE
NÚTAN PRABHÁT ÁSIBE
KE JENO ÁSIÁ
SONG OF EGALITARIANISM
Someone has come and whispered into my ears,
"The new dawn will come".
Beyond the curtain of darkest mist
a new golden light will laugh.
No more agony and lamentation!
No more tears flowing from the eyes!
From beyond the scope of all pain
the freshness of life will float anew.
The realm of affection and compassion,
of hope and love
and sweetest dreams
will enter the inner core of all minds
and remove
even the blackest shadows of darkness.
Purport:
All black shadows of pains and troubles will be dispelled by human love and human touch.
Someone whispered in my ear that a new dawn will come. The golden light will laugh,
crushing the Cimmerian darkness. There will be no more pain and sorrow, and no more tears.
Affection, compassion, love and hope will enter the inner core of all minds. All black
shadows of pains and troubles will be dispelled by human love and human touch.
19 (25/09/1982) K
NAVIINA PRÁTE EI ARUŃ ÁLOTE
RÚPER CHANDE ELE MOR MANETE
TUMI HÁSÁTE JÁNO, TUMI KÁNDÁTE JÁNO
LUKOCURI KHELÁ KHELITE JÁNO
ÁJ ÁLOR CHAT́ÁY ELE PRÁŃA BHARITE
RÚPER CHANDE ELE MOR MANETE
VIIŃÁR BÁJÁTE JÁNO, RÁG RACITE JÁNO
SURE TÁLE JAGAT KE NÁCÁTE JÁNO
JÁNO SUKHE DUHKHE SABÁI KE BHÁLOBÁSITE
RÚPER CHANDE ELE MOR MANETE
In the new day,
in the crimson radiance,
with the rhythm of forms
You entered my mind.
You know how to make us laugh.
You know how to make us weep.
You know how to play hide and seek.
Today You came to fill my life
with Your rays of radiant light.
You know how to play the lyre.
You know how to weave endless melodies.
You know how to make the world dance
in Your melodies and rhythms.
You know how to love the world
in all its pains and pleasures.
Purport:
The new dawn has come. In the new crimson dawn, with the rhythm of forms You entered my
mind. You know how to make us laugh and weep, You know how to play hide and seek. You filled
my life with Your radiant light. You know how to play the lyre, to weave endless melodies,
to make the world dance in Your melodies and rhythms. And You know how to love the world
with all its pains and pleasures.
20 (25/09/1982) D
DÚR ÁKÁSHER TÁRÁ OGO
TOMÁY ÁMI JÁNINÁ
JÁNINÁ, JÁNINÁ, JÁNINÁ
DHIIRE ESE PÁSE BASO
NIJEKE GOPAN KARO NÁ
KARONÁ, KARONÁ, KARO NÁ
ANEK DINER ANEK VYATHÁ
JAME ÁCHE ANEK KATHÁ
UJÁŔ KARE BOLBO TOMÁY
BADHIR HOYE THEKO NÁ
THEKONÁ, THEKONÁ, THEKONÁ
SABÁR ÁPAN SABÁR PRIYA
SAKALERA ÁDARŃIIYA
SABÁI TOMÁY CÁICHE KÁCHE
DÚRER BÁNDHAN REKHO NÁ
REKHO NÁ, REKHO NÁ, REKHO NÁ
JINÁNIIRÁ SAB JÁHÁI BOLUN
SHÁSTRA VYÁKHYÁ JÁHÁI KARUN
ÁMI TOMÁR TUMI ÁMÁR
ANYA KATHÁ MÁNI NÁ
MÁNI NÁ, MÁNI NÁ, MÁNI NÁ
DÚR ÁKÁSHER TÁRÁ OGO
TOMÁY ÁMI JÁNINÁ
JÁNINÁ, JÁNINÁ, JÁNINÁ
You are a star of the distant sky!
I do not know You, I do not know,
do not know, do not know!
Come slowly and sit by my side.
Do not hide Yourself from me.
Do not hide, do not hide, do not hide!
So many sorrows of so many days,
so many ideas
are stored in my mind!
I will pour out my heart to You.
Do not pretend to be deaf.
Do not pretend, do not pretend, do not pretend!
You are my nearest one, You are my dearest!
You are the one who all adore most!
Do not maintain this bondage of distance.
Do not maintain it, do not maintain it!
Whatever learned people may say,
whatever the scriptures may say
I will remain Yours and You will remain mine!
No other idea will I accept.
I won't, I won't, I won't!
Purport:
O Paramapurus'a (Supreme Consciousness), at present You are a star of the distant sky. I
see You, but I don't know You. Come gradually closer to me and sit by my side. Don't try
to hide from me I have many things to say to You. So many pains and so many ideas have
accumulated in my mind. Let me express them fully don't pretend to be deaf. Come near to
me, I will tell You everything and my heart will become light. You are the dearest, the
most adored by all. Everyone wants to be near Youplease don't remain far away. Scriptures
bear no significance for me. I am not to be guided by the scriptures I am to be guided
and controlled by devotional love. Whatever the scholars or scriptures may say, I know
only that You are mine and I am Yours. Nothing else can I accept.
21 (26/09/1982) K
TUMI ÁLO JHALAMALA PÚRŃIMÁ DIIP
MEGHALÁ RÁTE
DIGBHRÁNTER TUMI DHRUVATÁRÁ
EKALÁ PATHE
TUMI SAKAL VYATHÁR PARE MADHUR PRALEP
SABÁR KÁCHE
TUMI ÁLO JHALAMALA PÚRŃIMÁ DIIP
MEGHALÁ RÁTE
TOMÁRE CEYECHI
SAKAL KÁJE NÁBOLÁ VYATHÁRA MÁJHE
ÁRTA JEMAN JÁCE
TOMÁRE CEYECHI
ÁCHO DINE, ÁCHO RÁTE
ÁCHO SUKHE, ÁCHO DUHKHETE
ÁCHO SAKAL CALÁR PATHE KLESHA BHULÁTE
SÁTHE SÁTHE, SÁTHE SÁTHE
SÁTHE SÁTHE
TUMI ÁLO JHALAMALA PÚRŃIMÁ DIIP
MEGHALÁ RÁTE
You are the glittering moon
in the dark and cloudy night.
You are the polestar
to one lost in wilderness,
wandering on a lonely path.
You are the sweet balm
that heals all sorrows.
You are the glittering moon
in the dark and cloudy night.
In all my actions I seek You.
In my unspoken agony,
I long for You,
as do afflicted ones.
You are in day
and You are in night.
You are in pleasure,
and You are in pain.
You make us forget all obstacles on our path.
You are together with us.
O Lord, You are the glittering moon
in the dark and cloudy night.
Purport:
You are, O Lord, like the glittering moon in the cloudy night. You are like the polestar
to one lost in the wilderness. You are the sweet healing balm for all the pains and
agonies of life. In all circumstances, You are the one who removes all my pains and
miseries; and in all conditions I long for Your sweet presence in all my actions, in all
my unspoken agonies. In my sorrow You are with me, in my joy also You are with me.
22 (26/09/1982) K
O GO BANDHU, BOLITE PÁRO
SÁRÁ DIN DHARE TUMI KII KARO
JÁHÁ KICHU ÁSE JÁHÁ KICHU JÁY
TOMÁR CARAŃ TALE SAB KICHU HOYE
TOMÁR MANER MÁJHE SAB KICHU LEKHÁ ÁCHE
ETA KATHÁ MANE REKHE TUMI KII KARO
JATA KICHU SUKHA JATA MADHURATÁ
JATA KICHU DUHKHA JATA VIRÚPATÁ
ETA NIYE LIILÁ KHELÁ KII KARE KARO
BOLO, TOMÁR GOPAN KATHÁ KII ÁCHE ÁRO
O GO BANDHU, BOLITE PÁRO
SÁRÁ DIN DHARE TUMI KII KARO
O unfailing friend, can You tell me
what You do throughout the day?
Whatever comes and whatever goes
it all takes place under Your feet.
In Your mind everything is written.
With such a mind,
what do You do?
O divine friend, can You tell me
what You do throughout the day?
With all the happiness and all the sweetness
with all the sorrows and all the pains,
how do You manage Your divine sport?
And tell me, do You have any secrets?
Purport :
We human beings remain preoccupied with worldly activities buying, selling, bargaining.
Sitting in these, we keep ourselves engaged. O Paramapurus'a (Supreme Consciousness), what
do You do all day? Please tell me in what kind of activity You keep Yourself busy.
Yours is the macrocosm. All the thoughts, all the ideas of the universe are all within Your
mind. In that Cosmic Macrocosm, I fail to understand what You do and how You can manage
with so many thoughts and so many feelings with all the joys and sweetness, with all the
sorrows and miseries of all the creatures. If I were in Your situation I would become mad!
What do You do with all Your ideas and expressions? And not only that, there have been
certain polarizations regarding Your thoughts and expressions, ideas and activities. Some
people are Your ardent supporters, some are against You; some dearly love You, and some
are vehemently opposed to You. With all Your supporters and opponents, how do You continue
playing Your liila (divine game)? It is something wonderfully strange! As much as I have
understood, I still have become confused!
Now the question arises I want to know from You very secretly besides all these,
have You got any other personal secret with You? Please tell me. I want to say something to You.
Be with me and hear me. When due to sorrow I am unable to say anything, hear me also then.
While on the journey of my life, when I feel tired, at that time also be with me, inspire me and remove my afflictions.
23 (27/09/1982) D
NÚTANER ÁLOK OGO
CHILE TUMI KON SÚDURE
JAGATER CHANDA EKHANA
NÁCCHE TOMÁY GHIRE GHIRE
CHILE TUMI KON SÚDURE
ÁMÁR OI ÁNDHÁR RÁTE,
DHÁKÁCHILE KON NIBHRITE
NÚTANER D́ÁNÁ MELE
ELE UŔE TIMIR CIIRE
CHILE TUMI KON SÚDURE
KET́E GECHE SAB HATÁSHÁ
PHÚT́ECHE ÁJ SAKAL ÁSHÁ
SARVA VYÁPII BHÁLOBÁSÁ
BHÁSCHE EKHAN VISHVA JUŔE
CHILE TUMI KON SÚDURE
You are the apostle of the new light.
Which far distant realm have You come from?
All the rhythms of the universe are now dancing around You.
You are the apostle of the new light.
You were hidden in the loneliness of that deep and dark night.
But now, You have pierced the veil of darkness.
Soaring on wings ever new,
You are the apostle of the new light.
All despair has vanished
and hope has blossomed.
The universe has been flooded
with an all embracing wave of love.
Purport:
O Paramapurus'a (Supreme Consciousness), You are the new light. Piercing through the veil
of cimmerian darkness, soaring on Your evernew wings, You have appeared before me and the
world as an apostle of newness and an apostle of life, and all the rhythms of the universe
are dancing around You. With Your arrival, all frustrations have disappeared, and today
hope prevails everywhere. The entire universe has been flooded with a wave of love, and
all living beings have started to love each other.
24 (27/09/1982) D
BANDHU HE
HAT́HÁT ELE HAT́HAT GELE
GAHAN RÁTER MÁJHE
ESE BOLALE HESE VYASTA KÁJE
EKHAN ÁMI JÁI, JÁI, JÁI
ANEKE CÁY ANEK KICHU
DITE TO HOYE KICHU KICHU
KARMARATA DEVÁ NEVÁY
TÁI JE SAMAY NÁI, NÁI, NÁI
DHARAŃIIR ANEK KOŃE
ANEKE CÁY SAMGOPANE
TÁDER KÁCHEO HOYE JE JETE
SAMAY KOTHÁ PÁI, PÁI, PÁI
CÁY NÁ JÁRÁ KONO KICHUI
TÁRÁ JE CÁY SAKAL KICHUI
TÁDER D́ÁKE DII JE SÁŔÁ
TÁDER ÁMI CÁI CÁI, CÁI
O Lord suddenly You came,
and suddenly You left.
In the midst of the deep, dark night
You came and smilingly said:
"I am now too busy, I must go, go, go.
Many are there,
who want many things
and at least something
I must give them;
In giving and taking
I remain thus engaged.
So I have no time, no time, no time!
In many corners of the world,
many are there who ask for me secretly.
To them also I must go.
Where will I find the time, where, O where?
And there are those who ask for all.
And there are those who ask for nothing.
And they are the ones
who, by wanting Me, want all.
To their hearts' call
I must respond.
They are the ones who love the most."
Purport:
You appeared before me suddenly in the night and said smilingly, "I am very busy with so
many activities and thus I cannot stay with you. I must go, I must go, I must go !" What
is this? You said, "Everybody in this world wants something from Me, but it is not
possible to grant everything they ask for. And you know, some of these demands are logical
and justifiable, some are not. Even so, I am to satisfy them, at least giving something
if not fully quenching their thirst, at least partially, I must quench their thirst. And
with these matters, I remain engaged. "There are many people who say, 'O Paramapurus'a
(Supreme Consciousness), You are mine, so You should meet me secretly, confidentially in
my heart. I want personal contact with You' I am to go to them also, and this requires
some time too. So there is shortage of time, there is paucity of time. "There are also
some very intelligent people who say, 'O Paramapurus'a, I don't what anything from You, I
want You! Those who say this actually want everything because they want Me! They are the
most clever and intelligent sa'dhakas (spiritual aspirants), so I am to respond to their
call also. I am to fulfil their demands and their desires. In fact, it is these people
whom I like the most, "So you sa'dhakas, I have a great deal of work to do. I have come
for only a short while, and so it is difficult for me to remain long with you. I must go;
I must go, I must go."
25 (28/9/82) D URDU / HINDI
DUNIÁVÁNLO, TÁKATE RAHO
HAM NAJARON KO NAJARÁNÁ DIYE GAYE
INSÁNIYAT KII YAH ROSHANI PHAEL GAYII
RÚHÁNI INSÁNIYAT DIL MEN ÁYII
DUNIÁVÁNLO, TÁKATE RAHO
DIL DÁRON NE YAH KYÁ KIYÁ
HAM TO SABONKE DILON SE CASAP GAYE
DUNIÁVÁNLO, TÁKATE RAHO
HAM NAJARON KO NAJARÁNÁ DIYE GAYE
O people of the world, behold!
To those who were seeking me,
I gave what they desired.
Now, the light of humanism has spread.
Spiritual humanism has entered everyone's heart.
And those with love in their heart
what have they done?
They have tightly bound their heart unto mine.
Purport:
O people of the world, behold! Those who were seeking Me, I gave them what they wanted. As
a result, a wave of humanism is flowing through the world, and that humanism is blended
with spirituality. Now is this world, who are the most fortunate beings? Those who are
endowed with a developed mind. And what have they done? Out of their deep love for Me,
they have brought Me so close to them so that in all their hearts, in all their minds, I
have closely associated Myself. From these individual minds I cannot remain apart. I am
completely associated with them, I am inseparably linked to them.
26 (04/10/1982) D
BANDHU GÁO GÁO GÁO MADHUGIITI
TANDRÁ BHENGE DIO
BANDHU CÁO CÁO CÁO NIRVADHI
OGO PRIYA ATI PRIYA
BANDHU GÁO GÁO GÁO MADHUGIITI
TANDRÁ BHENGE DIO
ÁJ, PRÁŃER JAŔIMÁ KET́E GECHE
MANER SUŚAMÁ BHARE GECHE
ÁJ TOMÁR CHANDE, MADHU NIŚYANDE
ÁMÁKE NÚTAN KARE NIO
OGO PRIYA ATI PRIYA
ÁJ ALAKÁR SROTE ÁLOK NIPÁTE
LOKÁTIITA BHÁVE BHARE DIO
OGO PRIYA ATI PRIYA
BANDHU GÁO GÁO GÁO MADHUGIITI
TANDRÁ BHENGE DIO
O Lord, sing Your blissful songs
and rouse me from this static slumber.
Look at me, always look at me!
O my dearest, dearest Lord.
Today my life's dullness has disappeared.
My mind is filled with exquisite beauty.
In Your rhythmic flow of sweetness
make my life ever new.
O my dearest, dearest Lord.
Let me flow in the current of celestial light
and fill me with transcendental feeling.
O my dearest, dearest Lord.
Purport:
Paramapurus'a (the Supreme Consciousness) is the greatest friend. The degree of bondage is
greatest in crude matter where consciousness is dormant. So, O Lord, please sing Your
blissful songs and rouse me from this slumber of staticity. Let me proceed towards Your
effulgence. Let the supramental waves elevate this entire material world to the Supreme
Stratum, and let me rise above this material world and come in close contact with You. I
want this blessing from You, my Supreme Guide, my Paramapurus'a.
27 (04/10/1982) D
DÁO SÁŔÁ OGO PRABHU CHANDE GÁNE
DÁO SÁŔÁ OGO PRABHU NRTYE TÁLE
OGO PRIYATAM DEVATÁ ÁMÁR
NIDRÁ JAKHAN TUMI NIJE BHÁUNGÁLE
ESO NRITYE TÁLE, ESO NRITYE TÁLE
TIMIR JAGATE ÁMI CHINU ACETAN
MIHIR JIIVANE MOR ÁSILE NÚTAN
ÁLOR CHAT́ÁY TUMI E KII KARILE
ÁMÁR JIIVAN MAN RAUNGE RÁNGÁLE
ESO NRITYE TÁLE ESO NRITYE TÁLE
TUMI MANE MATÁLE, MANE MATÁLE
ESO NRTYE TÁLE ESO NRITYE TÁLE
SAB KUHELIKÁ BHEDI MARME ELE
ESO NRITYE TÁLE, ESO NRITYE TÁLE
O ever companion,
reply to my call with melody and song;
respond through the rhythm of dance.
O my most beloved.
Please respond, O Lord, in rhythm and song.
Please respond, O Lord, in dance and cadence.
O my dearest Lord!
You Yourself aroused me from slumber.
Come dancing in rhythm!
Come dancing in rhythm!
I was unconscious in the world of darkness
when You came like a blazing sun.
Flooding my life with Your colourful radiance,
You intoxicated my mind.
O Lord, come dancing in rhythm!
Come dancing in rhythm!
Piercing through the fog of confusion,
come into the core of my heart.
Come dancing in rhythm!
Come dancing in rhythm!
Purport:
O Paramapurus'a (Supreme Consciousness), come to me with the rhythm of Your dance and with
Your sweetness. Do not come in any crude form, in the form of violence, in the form of
darkness, in the form of terror. I want to have You through the sweet melody of songs and
the sweet rhythms of dance. I want to be one with You through these rhythms. I was in deep
slumber and You awakened me, You led me on with Your sweetness and rhythm, You coloured my
life with Your colour. Now, please come close to my heart. Please touch me. beloved god,
thus break my sleep yourself.
In this dark world I was unconscious, In my life a new sun has come.
What you have done spreading the light, colouring my mind and life.
You have enchanted my mind, having come, crossing all mist into the depth of my mind.
28 (04/10/1982) D
BANDHU TOMÁY KII BOLIBO
TIMIRERA GHUM BHÁḾGÁYE DIYECHO
ÁLOR PATHEI CALIBO
CALIBO, CALIBO, CALIBO
ÁNANDARE THÁKÁ KUSUM KALITI
MÁLÁY GÁNTHIYÁ REKHECHO
DHULI DHUSARITA MANER ARGHYA
KOLETE TULIÁ NIYECHO
SAB VINIMAYE TOMÁKE PEYECHI
TOMÁR KATHÁI SHUNIBO
SHUNIBO, SHUNIBO, SHUNIBO
O Lord, what shall I say to You?
You broke my dark slumber
and now, I shall move on the path of light.
I shall move, I shall move, I shall move!
You threaded my longneglected flower
into Your garland.
You took on Your lap,
the offerings of my mind
which were soiled with dust.
In exchange for all I had,
I have received You.
To You alone I will listen,
I will listen, I will listen, I will listen!
Purport:
O Lord, what shall I say to You? You have broken my dark slumber, and now I shall move on
the path of light. My flower which was long neglected, You have threaded into Your garland.
Those offerings of my mind were soiled with the dust of pettiness, You have graciously
taken them on Your lap. I have given away my all, and then only I have received You.
Henceforward, I shall move along Your path. Only Your words I will hear, only Your
dictates I will follow. This is the proper path for me.
29 (04/10/1982) D
ÁMÁY CHOT́T́A EKT́I MAN DIYECHO
ANEK ÁSHÁ REKHE
D́ÁKCHO ÁMÁY TÁRÁY TÁRÁY
MEGHER PHÁUNKE PHÁUNKE
ÁMÁY CHOT́T́A EKT́I MAN DIYECHO
ANEK ÁSHÁ REKHE
MÁT́IR GANDHE GÁCHER PÁTÁY
NADIIR SROTE DÚR NIILIMÁY
BÁNDHÁ ÁMI PAŔE GECHI
SHATEK BADHÁR PÁKE
TABU, D́ÁKCHO ÁMÁY TÁRÁY TÁRÁY
MEGHER PHÁUNKE PHÁUNKE
ÁMÁY CHOT́T́A EKT́I MAN DIYECHO
ANEK ÁSHÁ REKHE
JÁNI BANDHU KÁCHEI THÁKO
DURER THEKE KENO D́ÁKO
PÁRI KI TÁKÁTE ÁMI
BOLO TOMÁR DIKE
TABU, D́ÁKCHO ÁMÁY TÁRÁY TÁRÁY
MEGHER PHÁUNKE PHÁUNKE
ÁMÁY CHOT́T́A EKT́I MAN DIYECHO
ANEK ÁSHÁ REKHE
You have given me such a small mind
and expect so much from it.
You call me from distant stars,
from the rifts in the clouds.
I am bound by innumerable impediments
by the smell of the earth,
or the leaves of the trees,
by the sparkling river currents,
or the shining sky above me.
Yet, You still call me from distant stars,
from the rifts in the clouds.
O my Supreme Friend,
I know You are very close to me.
Why then do You call me from afar?
How will I be able to see You
from such a distance ?
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TUMI MARME ESE ÁMÁR GHUM BHÁḾGÁLE
TUMI NIJER RAUNGE ÁMÁR MAN RÁUNGÁLE
CHILO PATHER KLÁNTI, CHILO BOJHÁR BHRÁNTI
JIIVAN KE ASHÁNTI BISIYE CHILO
TUMI NIJER HÁTE TÁDER SARIYE DILE
TOMÁR CHANDE PRÁŃ NÁCIYE DILE
TUMI MARME ESE ÁMÁR GHUM BHÁḾGÁLE
TUMI NIJER RAUNGE ÁMÁR MAN RÁUNGÁLE
CHILO MÁN APAMÁN, CHILO PÁVÁR PARIMÁŃ
SAKAL BOJHÁ TUMI SARIYE DILE
TOMÁR ÁLOY ÁMÁY BHARIYE DILE
TUMI MARME ESE ÁMÁR GHUM BHÁḾGÁLE
TUMI NIJER RAUNGE ÁMÁR MAN RÁUNGÁLE
You came into the core of my heart
and awakened me from dull slumber.
You painted my mind with Your bright hue.
I was weary with my unending journey,
full of confusion and misunderstanding.
My life was polluted with poisonous dissonance.
You dispelled all with a wave from Your hand.
You vibrated my life with Your joyous rhythm.
I was burdened with conceit and humiliation,
and by my load of disappointments and dashed hopes.
You came and removed the millstone from my neck.
You drenched my life with Your glorious effulgence.
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KON TIMIRER PÁR HOTE PHUT́E UT́HECHO
UT́HECHO
MOR JIIVANER DHRUVA TÁRÁ
KON AMARÁR LOK HOTE BAHE ENECHO
ENECHO
VASUDHÁR SUDHÁ DHÁRÁ
KON TIMIRER PÁR HOTE PHUT́E UT́HECHO
UT́HECHO
MOR JIIVANER DHRUVA TÁRÁ
ESO PRABHU PRÁŃER DHÚPE
ESO PRABHU MANER DIIPE
ESO PRABHU HRDAYER NIIPE
SURABHIT KARO EI DHARÁ, DHÁRÁ
KON TIMIRERA PÁR HOTE PHUT́E UT́HECHO
UT́HECHO
MOR JIIVANERA DHRUVA TÁRÁ
ESO PRABHU PRÁŃERA TÁNE
ESO PRBHU MANERA GÁNE
ESO PRABHU HRDAYERA CHANDE
JAGÁO GHUMÁYE ÁCHE JÁRÁ, JÁRÁ
MOR JIIVANER DHRUVA TÁRÁ
KON TIMIRERA PÁR HOTE PHUT́E UT́HECHO
UT́HECHO
MOR JIIVANERA DHRUVA TÁRÁ
From beyond the domain of darkness
You emerged as the polestar of my life.
From what heavenly realm
have You brought
the flow of nectar on this earth?
Come Lord, in the fragrance of my life!
Come Lord, in the flame of my mind!
Come Lord, in the blossom of my heart,
and fill this earth with fragrance!
Come Lord, in the melody of my life!
Come Lord, in the rhythm of my heart!
Awaken all those who are asleep.
Purport:
You have come from the other side of darkness and brought with You the divine nectar for
this earth from the other world, from the supramental world. You have come in the very
vitality of my life, You have come in the fragrance of my heart, You have come in the
flame of my mind, and You have made this universe fragrant. O Lord, with Your presence,
let the entire universe be aroused.
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UCCÁT́ANA MANA NÁ MÁNE BÁRAŃA
SHUDHU TÁR PÁNE JETE CÁY
KENO CÁY OGO KENO CÁY
DHARAŃIIRA DHÚLI VANER KÁKALI
PHELE ÁSÁ SEI MADHU DIN GULI
MANER MÁDHURI SABÁI KE NIYE
TÁRI MÁJHE MÚRACHÁY
KENO CÁY OGO KENO CÁY
JATA CHILO KATHÁ JATA CHILO MÁN
NÁBOLÁ VYATHÁR JATA ABHIMÁN
SABÁI ÁJIKE MILIYÁ MISHIÁ
TÁRI PÁNE KENO CHUT́E JÁY
KENO CÁY OGO KENO CÁY
My restless mind heeds no restrictions.
It only wants to move towards Him.
Why this desire, O why this desire?
The dust of the earth,
the murmurings of the forest,
those sweet days of the past
the sweetness of my mind
all together merge in Him.
Why this desire, O why this desire?
My unexpressed words,
my feelings of ego,
the unspoken pain of my wounded pride
today they all rush towards Him,
Why do they rush towards Him?
Why this desire, O why this desire?
Purport:
There are so many charms, so many objects of fascination on this earth, but the
accumulated force of all these sweet worldly attractions is far less than the attraction
for Paramapurus'a (the Supreme Consciousness). Before this Supreme Attraction all other
worldly attractions fade. The mind wants a closer affinity to Him, and no charms, no
attractions, no fascinations of this mundane world can create any obstacles on the path.
Now there remains the eternal question why is the cosmic attraction so powerful and
irresistible? Why is the call of the Great so great?
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TOMÁR NÁME TOMÁR GÁNE
HOYECHI ÁPAN HÁRÁ
ÁNDHÁR PÁNE CALÁ PATHIK
PEYECHE ÁLOK DHÁRÁ
MÁTÁL HOYÁ MOHER D́ORE
YADI BÁ CÁY BÁNDHATE MORE
MIŚT́I HESE BOLBO TÁRE
BHENGECHI PÁŚAŃ KÁRÁ
SAKAL PRÁŃAI ÁDARŃIIYA
PRAŃÁM NÁO ÁMÁR
SAKAL MANAI ATULNIIYA
NÁO GO NAMASKÁR
ESE CHINU CALÁR JHONKE
MADHUR MATAI PHUL KORAKE
ÁJ KE MOHAN NÁMER D́ÁKE
HOYECHI BÁNDHAN CHÁŔÁ
TOMÁR NÁME TOMÁR GÁNE
HOYECHI ÁPAN HÁRÁ
In Your name,
in Your song
I have lost myself.
The traveler who was lost in the darkness
has now discovered the stream of light.
The intoxicating air tries to bind me
with its bondages of attachment
I will say, smiling sweetly,
"I have smashed the stony prison walls."
All Your creatures are worthy of adoration.
Lord, accept my pranam (salutation).
All minds are unique.
Lord, receive my namaska'r
(salutation to the Divinity within).
I have come in the flow of universal momentum,
like the nectar in a flower blossom.
Today, the call of Your enchanting name
has shattered all my bondages.
Purport:
You know there is eternal movement, eternal velocity with each and every entity, whether
animate or inanimate. Nobody comes into this world knowingly all human beings come
unknowingly in the process of eternal movement, just as nectar comes within a flower. Now,
after coming here, when I came in contact with Your name and with Your song, I was so
overwhelmed that I have lost myself, I have lost my identity.
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TOMÁR NAYAN TALE SAB KICHU NECE CALE
TOMÁR CARAŃ TALE AVANII BAHIYÁ JÁY
PHELE ÁSÁ DIN GULI, GEYE ÁSÁ GÁN GULI,
KAHE ÁSÁ KATHÁGULI, TOMÁTE MISHIÁ JÁY
KATA BÁR ESECHI, NECECHI, GEYECHI
KATA BHÁLOBESECHI, KATA MÁYÁ CHINŔECHI
KATA KHELÁ KHELECHI, TOMÁ PÁNE CALECHI
CALITE CALITE, DHARÁ DHULÁY MISHIÁ? JÁY
TABE, DHULÁR E DHARAŃII TOMÁ CHÁŔÁ HOYENI
TOMÁR CHANDE SE JE AMRTE BHÁSIÁ JÁY
TOMÁR NAYAN TALE SAB KICHU NECE CALE
TOMÁR CARAŃ TALE AVANII BAHIYÁ JÁY
Before Your eyes
everything moves and dances.
Under Your feet
the whole universe flows.
The days that are past,
The songs that are sung
The words that are spoken
All have merged in You.
Many a times I came and danced and sang.
Many a people I loved.
Many a times I broke the bonds of ma'ya' (the illusory world).
Many a games I have played.
For a long time, I have been moving towards You.
In this flow of movement
all things return to dust.
But this dusty earth is never without You.
It flows in Your rhythm, towards immortality.
Purport:
Whatever one thinks, whatever one sees, whatever one says, all these expressions are
rhythmic expressions, and these rhythmic expressions come from You, remain with You, and
go back to You. Whatever was said, millions of years ago, was sung or was expressed, all
is still there in the storage of the Cosmic Mind. No vibration is lost forever. Do not
think that anything is lost nothing is lost, nothing dies forever. And that is why all
the rhythms of this universe, all the celestial rhythms, and all the mundane rhythms flow
towards You. You are the ultimate goal, You are the Supreme Desideratum. Everything moves
towards You, everything moves towards the Supreme Source of immortality.
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ÁKÁSH VÁTÁS SUDHÁ NIRYÁS
KRŚŃA MEGHER D́AK
HRDAYA MÁJHE MADHUR BÁJE
PÁINCAJANYA SHÁUNKHA
E KII NÁCER GÁNER TÁN
E KII HIYÁY ÁLOR VÁN
HÁRIYE DISHE SHUNACHI BASE
SAB PEYECHIR D́ÁK
NIRUDDESHERA PÁNE
EMAN MADHUR GÁNE
KE ESE ÁMÁY DIYE GELO D́ÁK
KATHÁR PHÁNKE PHÁNKE SE JE
DICCHE ÁMÁY D́ÁK
ANDHÁRER PARE ÁLO
HAT́HÁT ÁMÁR PRÁŃ JUŔÁLO
SAKAL HIYÁY BHARE GELO
ANÁHATER VÁK
ÁKÁSH VÁTÁS SUDHÁ NIRYÁS
KRŚŃA MEGHER D́AK
The sky and the air are the essence of nectar.
The call of the dark clouds
produces sweetness in my heart.
The paincajanya conch is blowing.
What a sweet melody of dance and song!
What a flood of effulgence in my heart!
I have lost all sense of direction,
listening to the call of the Supreme.
Who is calling me off and on
to an unknown land,
with such sweet song?
After the darkness, such effulgence!
Suddenly my whole being is soothed and calm
and my heart is filled with that inner sound.
Purport:
Paramapurus'a (Supreme Consciousness), who is also known as Lord, Krs'n'a, has come so
close to me, and I am listening to the sweet music of His flute. This flute sound of
Paramapurus'a, this internal sound is the om'ka'ra sound. Because of my coming in close
proximity to His divine presence I hear that divine sound, and I find that the sky, the
air, and everything of this universe has been filled with divine nectar and charged with
divine fervour. I hear that cosmic sound of that cosmic flow. Now there is nothing left to
be attained everything has been attained.
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SABÁR BANDHU SABÁR ÁPAN
SABÁR PRÁŃER SÁDHANÁ
TUMI, SABÁR PRÁŃER SÁDHANÁ
ÁNDHÁR NISHÁY DIIPÁVALI TUMI
MARU SARAŃIIR JHARAŃÁ
SABÁR PRÁŃER SÁDHANÁ TUMI
SABÁR PRÁŃER SÁDHANÁ
JÁNA JÁNI SAB HOYE GECHE JABE
LUKOCURI KHELÁ KENO MICHE TABE
NIJA PARICAYE ESO GO HRDAYE
BAHÁYE MADHUR KARUŃÁ
SABÁR PRÁŃER SÁDHANÁ TUMI
SABÁR PRÁŃER SÁDHANÁ
ÁLO JHALAMAL TOMÁR PATHETE
LUKOBÁR KATHÁ BHEVO NÁ
SABÁR PRÁŃER SÁDHANÁ TUMI
SABÁR PRÁŃER SÁDHANÁ
You are the unfailing guide,
the nearest and dearest of all.
You are the goal of all lives.
You are the festival of light
in the darkest night.
You are the fountain
in the desert.
You are the goal of all lives.
When everything has been revealed,
what need for games of hide and seek?
O Lord, come into my heart
in Your true form,
in a flow of sweet compassion.
On Your path, gleaming with radiance,
how can You hide anything?
You are the goal of all lives.
Purport:
Paramapurus'a (the Supreme Consciousness) is always with everyone, and not only is He with
everyone, He helps everyone in all circumstances, whether good or bad, sinner or virtuous.
He is just like a fountain of fresh water in the desert; He is just like a festival of
light in a dark night. Now, when this fact has been known to all, that You are the helper
of all and no one can be without You, then You no longer remain unknown regarding You
everything has become known to all. So now there is no necessity of this hideandseek play
with us! Come in the forefront and proclaim Your true identity saying, "I am
Paramapurus'a," and don't play hideandseek with us any longer. And You know, one can hide
only in darkness, or in a closed place. But the path You have shown to us is glittering
with light, and there is no dark place on it so where will You hide Yourself on that
glittering path? It won't be possible now for You to play hideandseek with us, so please
give up this particular habit of Yours it is a defective idea. The days of playing
hideandseek are over.
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KON BHULE JÁOÁ BHORE, SAHÁS SAMIIRE
MANER MUKURE ESECHILE
TUMI, MANER MUKURE ESE CHILE
SONÁLI ÁLOY HÁSIÁ
MADHUR SUVÁSE BHÁSIÁ
SAKAL KÁLIMÁ NÁSHIÁ
PHULER MATAN PHUT́ECHILE
TUMI, PHULER MATAN PHUT́ECHILE
PRÁŃER PARÁG MÁKHIÁ
NUTANER CHAVI ÁNKIÁ
VAJRAVÁŃITE D́ÁKIÁ
SAB SHRINKHALÁ BHENGE CHILE
TUMI, SAB SHRINKHALÁ BHENGE CHILE
MANER MUKURE ESECHILE
TUMI, MANER MUKURE ESE CHILE
In a forgotten dawn,
when a gentle breeze was blowing,
You appeared on the mirror of my mind.
You blossomed like a flower,
shining in golden light,
flowing with sweet fragrance,
destroying all impurities.
Renewing my existence,
painting pictures of new life,
sending out Your thunderous call
You broke all the chains.
You broke all the chains.
Purport:
You came into my life when You came I don't remember but this much I know, that once You
came in my life. You came with a golden light, spreading a sweet fragrance. And because of
Your radiant appearance all dark clouds disappeared, all the pains and agonies of my life
were removed. You appeared in my life like a pure flower, and with Your appearance there
was a flood tide of new vigour in my being. All my bondages were broken to pieces.
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SE JE ESECHE MOR HRIDAYE GUNJÁRIÁ
SUDHÁ BHARIYÁ MADHU JHARIÁ
ALAKH DEVATÁ MANER MÁJHÁRE
SAB KICHU ÁLOKIT KARIYÁ
MADHU JHARIYÁ, JHARIÁ
EMAN MOHAN SÁJE SE KENO ÁSE
PARÁŃ MÁTÁNO HÁSI SE KENO HÁSE
TÁRI ÁLO TÁRI ÁLO
MOR VEDANÁR MEGHE
RÁM DHANU RAUNGA DILO BHARIÁ
MADHU JHARIÁ, JHARIÁ
JAGATER JATA GÁN, JATA SUR JATA TÁN
MANE PRÁŃE TÁKE NILO BARIÁ
MADHU JHARIÁ JHARIÁ
He has come murmuring in my heart,
overflowing with sweet nectar.
The invisible Lord has appeared in my mind,
flooding my whole being with effulgence.
With what an enchanting appearance He has come!
With what an exhilarating smile He is laughing!
His effulgence has painted rainbow colours
on the clouds of my pain.
All the songs, all the rhythms,
all the melodies of the universe
are simply to welcome Him.
Purport:
He has come, filling everything with nectar, making everything glitter with radiant light.
He has come, dressed in new garments, and now I see this world in a new light. On the
clouds of the pains and agonies of my mind, His presence has been reflected like
glittering sun rays, and as a result, rainbows have been created when His light touched
my sorrows, I was filled with the play of rainbow colours. And now I feel as if honey is
percolating from all the corners of the universe.
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TUMI ÁSIÁCHO SHATA JANAPAD VÁHIÁ
AYUTA KANT́HE SUR BHARITE BHARITE
TUMI ÁSIÁCHO SHATA NIIHÁRIKÁ BHEDIÁ
AYUTA CHANDE NÁC NÁCITE NÁCITE
AYUTA KANT́HE SUR BHARITE BHARITE
DHARAŃII PEYECHE PRÁŃ TOMÁRE BARIÁ
DHARAŃII PEYECHE MAN TOMÁRE JAPIÁ
TOMÁR APÁR DÁNE TOMÁR SAMVEDANE
DHARAŃII SHIKHECHE GÁN GÁITE NÁCITE
AYUTA KANT́HE SUR BHARITE BHARITE
TUMI CHÁŔÁ GÁN NÁI TUMI CHÁŔÁ NÁC NÁI
AYUTA MANTRA ELO TOMÁKE SMARITE
AYUTA KANT́HE SUR BHARITE BHARITE
You have come,
passing through countless towns and cities,
filling innumerable voices with melody and song.
You have come, piercing through countless galaxies,
dancing dances of innumerable rhythms.
By Your unbounded grace,
the world has been given life.
With Your divine ideation,
the creatures have evolved their minds.
By Your unfathomable kindness,
in Your cosmic rhythm,
the world has learned to sing and dance.
There is no song without You,
no dance without You
Countless mantras (incantations) have evolved,
just to remember You.
Purport:
O Lord, You came here passing through so many habitats and habitations, and filling up
countless throats with melodies. You have come here crossing through so many nebulae,
galaxies and milky ways, and You appeared before us, dancing in so many rhythms. The world
has received life from You and mind from You and the world has learned how to sing and
dance from You. Without You there cannot be any song, without You there cannot be any
dance. So many incantations and mantras, are just to remember You.
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CAMPAK VANE DAKHINÁ PAVANE
JHANKRITA GÁNE ÁJI ELE
TUMI JHAḾKRITA GÁNE NIJE ELE
HÁRÁNOR VYATHÁ NÁ PÁOÁR KATHÁ
SAKAL DIINATÁ BHULÁILE
TUMI, SAKAL DIINATÁ BHULÁILE
SMRITI VIJAŔITA CALÁR PATHETE
ÁSHÁ NIRÁSHÁR DODUL DOLÁTE
MAMATÁR VEŃU BÁJÁTE BÁJÁTE
SAB MADHURIMÁ BHARE CHILE
TUMI, SAB MADHURIMÁ BHARE CHILE
ÁLOKER OI JHARŃÁ DHÁRÁTE
SHATA RÚPER DHARÁ DILE TUMI
SHATA RÚPE NIJE DHARÁ DILE
CAMPAK VANE DAKHINÁ PAVANE
JHANKRITA GÁNE ÁJI ELE
TUMI JHAMKRITA GÁNE NIJE ELE
In the magnolia garden,
with the southern breeze,
You came today
with Your rhythmic songs.
All pangs of loss,
all disappointments,
All weaknesses
have been forgotten.
On the path of movement,
filled with memories,
in the moving swing
of hopes and disappointments,
You played Your flute of love
and filled everything with Your sweetness.
In the flowing stream of divine light
You have manifested Yourself in endless ways.
Purport:
You have come into this world with the resonance of music, in endless ways. You have
manifested Yourself in innumerable styles and forms with rhythmic sweetness and beauty,
and all pangs of loss, all disappointments and weaknesses have been forgotten. According
to Your wish, because of Your unfathomable kindness, we have been able to know You, hear
You and see You in these endless ways. If You had not wanted it, how could we have
attained You? What else can I call it except Your grace?
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ÁNDHÁR PERIYE ÁPANI ESECHO
TUMI ESECHO JIIVAN MÁJHÁRE
GUŃÁGUŃ BHULI BHÁLO BÁSIÁCHO
TUMI BHÁLO BÁSIÁCHO ÁMÁRE
CHOT́T́A MANETE VÁSANÁ DIYECHO
CHOT́T́A BHÁVETE JAŔÁYE REKHECHO
ATA BAŔA TUMI TABU SHIKHÁYECHO
ÁPAN KARITE TOḾRE
TUMI BHÁLOBÁSIÁCHO ÁMÁRE
TOMÁKE BHÁVIÁ TOMÁKE SMARIÁ
BOLECHO CINITE NIJERE
TUMI BHÁLOBÁSIÁCHO ÁMÁRE
From beyond the veil of darkness,
You Yourself came into my life.
Heedless of my merits and faults,
You loved me.
You showered Your love on me.
Into my small mind,
You infused desires.
In small ideas,
You have kept me attached.
You who are so vast,
You have taught me how to make You my own.
You have showered Your love on me.
By thinking of You,
By remembering You always,
You have taught me how to know myself,
You have showered Your love on me.
Purport:
One can have a rough idea, a microscopic idea of God only when Paramapurus'a (the Supreme
Consciousness) desires it. Without His desire, nothing can be done. Even a blade of grass
cannot move without His support, without His order. You came from beyond the veil of
darkness, and You loved me without caring for my qualifications and disqualifications.
This is nothing but Your mercy, and that is why I say that You are mine. And You have
taught me how to know You. You know, everything is the object of Paramapurus'a:
Paramapurus'a is the Supreme Subject, the Supreme Subjectivity. He cannot be the object,
for He sees everything. He is the subject, and the entire universe is the object; but
Paramapurus'a Himself teaches the microcosms, the human beings, to make Him their object.
That is, during sa'dhana, the sa'dhaka becomes the subject and Paramapurus'a becomes the
object. Such a vast entity cannot be the object He is the subject but He Himself has
taught that during sa'dhana (spiritual practice), "You should accept Me as your object."
And He has further taught that "If you know Me, you will know yourself also."
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TOMÁRE PEYECHI
ARUŃ ÁLOTE HÁSIMÁKHÁ PRÁTE
KAMAL KÁNANE KÚJANE
PRABHÁT SAMIIRE NIIR NIRJHARE
VAN VIITHIKÁY VIIJANE
KAMAL KÁNANE KÚJANE
CALÁR PATHER PATANE UTTHÁNE
HÁSITE NRITYE CHANDE O TÁNE
MADHUR SMRITITE MARMA GIITITE
SAKAL SHRAVAŃE MANANE
KAMAL KÁNANE KÚJANE
TOMÁRE CINECHI
BHÁLOBÁSIÁCHI KÁCHETE PEYECHI
MUKHAR SVAPANE SMARAŃE
KAMAL KÁNANE KÚJANE
I have attained You in the smiling crimson dawn,
in the murmurings of the lotus garden,
in the morning breeze,
in the flow of the fountains,
in the lonely treelined forest paths.
I have attained You in the ups and downs of my path,
in laughter and in dance,
in rhythm and in melody,
in sweet remembrances,
in the song of my innermost heart,
in all that I hear and all that I think,
in the murmurings of the lotus garden.
I have realised You,
I have loved You, I have brought You close
in my memories and in all my eloquent dreams.
Purport:
Along the path of progress, the movement towards the goal is not a straight and plain
road. There are so many ups and downs. O Lord, You have been with me during the ups and
also during the downs. In my pleasures You were with me in the smiles on my face, and in
my pains also You were with me, in the tears in my eyes. You have been with me in all
circumstances and in all conditions You never leave me. You are so near to me, You
maintain the closest proximity to me You are my closest friend.
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TOMRÁ JÁ KHUSHI TÁI BOLO
ÁMÁR NÁ THÁMIYÁ CALÁ
NÁ THÁMIÁ CALÁ
ÁMÁR NÁ KÁNDIYÁ BOLÁ
RÚPOR MEGHE BHARÁ ÁKÁSH
KÁSHER RAUNE DULCHE VÁTÁS
SHIULI D́HELE DICCHE SUVÁS
SHISHIRE UTALÁ
NÁ THÁMIÁ CALÁ
ÁMÁR NÁ KÁNDIYÁ BOLÁ
KHUINJCHI JÁRE PÁI NE TÁRE
SEO JÁNI KHUNJCHE MORE
ÁMÁR GÁNE GENTHECHE SE
CHOT́T́A EKAT́I MÁLÁ
NÁ THÁMIÁ CALÁ
ÁMÁR NÁ KÁNDIYÁ BOLÁ
TOMRÁ JÁ KHUSHI TÁI BOLO
ÁMÁR NÁ THÁMIYÁ CALÁ
NÁ THÁMIÁ CALÁ
ÁMÁR NÁ KÁNDIYÁ BOLÁ
Whatever You may say,
I will move on without pause.
I will move on without pause,
I will speak my mind without hesitation.
The sky is full of silver clouds.
With the colour of the kash flowers,
the breeze is intoxicated.
The night jasmine flowers
pour out their flood of perfume
and the dewdrops are quivering with joy.
I am not finding Him whom I have been searching
though He knows I am seeking Him,
and though He has threaded a small garland with my songs.
I will move on without pause,
I will speak my mind without hesitation.
Purport:
You may say whatever You like, but You must know that mine is a pauseless march I go
ahead without pause, and whatever I say, I say straightforwardly and without any
sentiment. I am always under all circumstances, outspoken. In all directions, nature is
bountiful and beautiful, full of love and full of melody; and amidst this natural beauty I
am simple and straightforward, there is no curvature in me. I am in search of a particular
personality, and I know that personality is also in search of me. and I all know that
these tiny songs of mine have been accumulated by Him. He is preparing a garland out of my
songs.
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ÁR KONO KATHÁ ÁMI MÁNI NÁ
MÁNITE CÁHI NÁ, CÁHI NÁ
ÁNDHÁR HOITE CALI ÁLORA PÁNE
GAHVAR HOTE CHUT́I TÁRÁRA GÁNE
SABÁR MANER VYATHÁ NIYE PARÁŃE
ÁR KONO KATHÁ ÁMI SHUNI NÁ
SHUNITE CÁHI NÁ, CÁHI NÁ
MÁNITE CÁHI NÁ CÁHI NÁ
NÁCER CHANDE CALI TOMÁRA PÁNE
PRÁŃER MÁDHURI BHARI TOMÁRA GÁNE
SABÁR MANER KATHÁ NIYE PARÁŃE
ÁR KONO KATHÁ ÁMI JÁNI NÁ
JÁNITE CÁHI NÁ CÁHI NÁ
ÁR KONO KATHÁ ÁMI MÁNI NÁ
MÁNITE CÁHI NÁ, CÁHI NÁ
I will not heed anything else.
I do not want to heed,
I do not want to heed.
Bearing the pains of all minds in my life,
I proceed from darkness to light,
from the deepest dungeon to the songs of the stars.
I do not hear anything else.
I do not want to hear,
I do not want to hear.
I move towards You with the rhythm of dance.
I sing songs to You,
filled with the sweetness of my life.
I carry the thoughts of all minds in my mind.
I do not know anything else.
I do not want to know,
I do not want to know.
Purport:
Ignoring all obstacles and pebbles along the way, I am moving together with the minds of
all people on earth, with all their pleasures and pains. And at the same time I want to
remove their pains and sorrows as I move ahead. I am moving towards You and You alone, so
I will listen to Your words only, to no one else's. I will accept no one else but You and
I do not want to know anything else.
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BAKUL GANDHE MADHURÁNANDE
MADHUP CHANDE ESE CHILO
SE JE MADHUP CHANDE ESE CHILO
SHEŚER PAREO SHURU HOYE THÁKE
SHEŚ NÁI TÁHÁ BOLE CHILO
SE JE MADHUP CHANDE ESE CHILO
JIIVANER DHÁRÁ ASHEŚ APÁR
MARU MÁJHE HÁRÁ HOYE NÁ CALÁR
TOMÁR GATITE TOMÁR DYUTITE
TOMÁR SHROTE SE CALECHILO
SE JE MADHUP CHANDE ESE CHILO
SAB VEDANÁR SAKAL BÁDHÁR,
SE JE LAUHA KAPÁT́ BHENGE CHILO
MADHUP CHANDE ESE CHILO
BAKUL GANDHE MADHURÁNANDE
MADHUP CHANDE ESE CHILO
SE JE MADHUP CHANDE ESE CHILO
In the fragrance of the bakula flower
and in a wave of bliss, He came.
He came in the rhythm of the honeybee.
"After every end a new beginning
Nothing really ever ends," He said.
The flows of life are endless and unfathomable.
Even in the desert, they never cease to flow.
In Your momentum,
in Your speed,
In Your current,
we move along.
All pains and all obstacles
these iron gates have all been broken.
Purport:
The Lord came with the fragrance of the bakula flower and with a wave of sweetness, with
the rhythm of the honeybee. In His eternal movement there cannot be any full stop. When we
say "This is the last point," then we see that it starts once again. A river may dry up
amidst the desert, but the flow of life will not dry up, even amidst the desert of
obstacles. O Parmampurus'a (Supreme Consciousness), when You are with me, no obstacle can
stand before me as insurmountable even iron gates will crumble to pieces when Your grace
is with me. O Lord, stay with me.
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ERÁ KÁNNÁY BHÁUNGÁ RUDHIRETE RÁNGÁ
HATÁSHÁY BHÁNGÁ SAB HÁRÁ
ERÁ HATÁSHÁY BHÁNGÁ SAB HÁRÁ
EDER NEIKO DRIPTI NEIKO PÚRTTI
NEIKO DIIPTI DISHE HÁRÁ
HATÁSHÁY BHÁNGÁ SAB HÁRÁ
EDER CALO NIYE JÁI ÁLOK SNÁNETE
BASÁIÁ DII SAPHAL MÁNETE
SAB APÚRTI DÚR KARE DII
MAMATÁR D́ÁKE HRIDI BHARÁ
HATÁSHÁY BHÁNGÁ SAB HÁRÁ
EKER VEDANÁ SABÁR VEDANÁ
SABÁKÁR EI VASUDHARÁ
HATÁSHÁY BHÁNGÁ SAB HÁRÁ
ERÁ HATÁSHÁY BHÁNGÁ SAB HÁRÁ
ERÁ KÁNNÁY BHÁUNGÁ RUDHIRETE RÁNGÁ
HATÁSHÁY BHÁNGÁ SAB HÁRÁ
They have broken down, weeping.
They are red with blood.
Those who have lost all
have broken down in despair.
They are without spirit,
without sustenance,
without light, utterly confused.
Let us lead them to bathe in the ocean of light.
Let us restore their lost dignity.
Let us remove all their deprivations.
Let us fulfill all their needs.
With our hearts overflowing,
let us give them love.
Let the sufferings of each be shared by all
for this world belongs to us all.
Purport:
Those downtrodden people, whose lives are filled with weeping, who have no aspirations,
whose existences have no charm of vitality let us guide them on the path of light, let us
educate them, let us fulfil their demands and their needs, let us restore their lost
dignity with our hearts overflowing with love. Let the sufferings of each be shared by
all, for this world belongs to us all.
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KUINJA VANETE GUNJARŃETE
MADHUP KII KATHÁ BOLITE CÁY
BOLITE CÁY GO BOLITE CÁY
MANER VIIŃÁTE TÁRETE TÁRETE
MARAMII KII VYATHÁ SHONÁTE CÁY
MADHUP KII KATHÁ BOLITE CÁY
BOLITE CÁY GO BOLITE CÁY
BHÁVA JATA CHILO BHÁŚÁ TATA NÁI
SÁDHA JATA CHILO SÁDHYA TO NÁI
SAKAL MAHIMÁ SAKAL GARIMÁ
TAVA PADE TÁI LUT́ÁTE CÁY
MADHUP KII KATHÁ BOLITE CÁY
BOLITE CÁY GO BOLITE CÁY
AMAL SAMAL SAKAL KAMAL
TOMÁRE ARGHYA DÁNITE CÁY
MADHUP KII KATHÁ BOLITE CÁY
BOLITE CÁY GO BOLITE CÁY
KUINJA VANETE GUNJARŃETE
MADHUP KII KATHÁ BOLITE CÁY
BOLITE CÁY GO BOLITE CÁY
What is the honeybee in the bower
trying to say with its buzzing?
Those who hear the language of the heart,
what pangs of yearning do they try to express,
playing on the strings of the lyre of their minds?
For such deep feelings there is no language.
For such infinite desire,
there is no strength of attainment.
All glories, all greatness
lie prostrate at Your feet.
All lotuses,
pure or impure,
seek to offer themselves to You.
Purport:
What are the buzzing bees trying to say? They want to say something about Paramapurus'a
(the Supreme Consciousness), and those who can hear the language of the heart, they also
want to say something. Everybody wants to express something, but the difficulty is that,
where there is depth of ideas, depth of feelings there language fails to express it. There
may be so much desire, so much inner longing to express something, but there is no stamina
for expression. So under such circumstances there is no other alternative but to surrender
at His altar, and offer all the lotuses of human expression unto Him. These lotuses may be
clean and pure, or they may be dirty but even if they are dirty, still Paramapurus'a will
accept them. He will accept them.
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ÁLO JHARE PAŔE JHALAKE JHALAKE
ÁLOR DEVATÁ ESECHE
ÁLOR DEVATÁ ESECHE ÁJ KE
ÁLOR DEVATÁ ESECHE
KÁLO CHÁYÁ JATA SARE JETE RATA
BHAYETE KÁMPIYÁ UT́HECHE
TÁRÁ, BHAYETE KÁMPIYÁ UT́HECHE
ASHANI GARAJE JHAŔ BAHITECHE
RUDRA PURUŚ KAHIYÁ CALECHE
“O RE BHAYA NÁI BHAYA NÁI TOR”
SAKAL KUÁSHÁ KET́ECHE
JALADA MANDRE, TÁRAKÁ CANDRE
NIKHIL BHUVAN JEGECHE
ÁLOR DEVATÁ ESECHE ÁJ KE
ÁLOR DEVATÁ ESECHE
ÁLO JHARE PAŔE JHALAKE JHALAKE
ÁLOR DEVATÁ ESECHE
ÁLOR DEVATÁ ESECHE ÁJ KE
ÁLOR DEVATÁ ESECHE
The divine effulgence is suffusing down from above,
for today the Lord of light has come.
The Lord of Light has come today.
The Lord of light has come.
Trembling in fear,
the forces of darkness are fast disappearing.
With a roaring thunder, the storm is raging.
The awesome Lord proclaims,
"Do not be afraid, O do not be afraid.
All the fog is fading away."
The thunderclouds,
the stars and the moon,
the boundless universe
have all awakened today,
for, the Lord of light has come.
Purport:
The Lord of effulgence has come today, and due to His presence, due to His august visit,
the dark shades of immorality are fast vanishing away in fear. And in this moment, in this
juncture, the Supreme Purus'a, the Lord of all strength and vigour, is saying
comfortingly, "O human beings, don't be afraid, the fogs are fast disappearing." In the
stars, moon and other planets life is dancing. There is no fear, no fear the Lord of
light has come.
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D́ÁK DIYE JÁI JÁI JÁI
ÁMI D́ÁK DIYE JÁI JÁI JÁI
ÁLOKER PATH DHARE JÁRÁ JETE CÁY
TÁHÁDER CINE NITE CÁI
D́ÁK DIYE JÁI JÁI JÁI
ÁMI D́ÁK DIYE JÁI JÁI JÁI
MÁNUŚ PEYECHE NÁNÁ VYÁDHI KLESH TÁP
MÁNUŚ PEYECHE NÁNÁ SHOK SANTÁP
TÁDER ASHRU JÁRÁ MUCHÁITE CÁY
TÁHÁDER JENE NITE CÁI
D́ÁK DIYE JÁI JÁI JÁI
ÁMI D́ÁK DIYE JÁI JÁI JÁI
MÁNUŚ SAHECHE BAHU KŚUDHÁRA JVÁLÁ
SAHIÁCHE APAMÁN AVAHELÁ
JÁRÁ TÁDER KŚATETE PRALEP DITE CÁY
TÁHÁDER MENE NITE CÁI
D́ÁK DIYE JÁI JÁI JÁI
ÁMI D́ÁK DIYE JÁI JÁI JÁI
I send forth my call to all who would hear.
I seek those who wish to proceed
along the path of humanity.
Humanity has suffered the anguish
of affliction and disease.
In pain and unbearable agony,
it has felt the harsh curse of hardship and want.
I search for those who want to wipe away
those tears of sorrow.
Humanity has endured the pangs of starvation,
borne humiliation and cruel indifference.
I welcome those who desire to apply the healing balm
on those torturous wounds.
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RAKTIM KISHALAY, ÁMI RAKTIM KISHALAY
SOJHÁ PATHE CALI ÁMI
BÁNKÁ PATHE KABHU KABHU NAY
RAKTIM KISHALAY ÁMI RAKTIM KISHALAY
ÁMÁR SUMUKHE ÁCHE SHYÁMALA SHOBHÁ
ÁMÁR DUPÁSHE ÁCHE ARUŃ ÁBHÁ
UNCU SHIRE CALI ÁMI
NICU SHIRE KABHU KABHU NAY
RAKTIM KISHALAY ÁMI RAKTIM KISHALAY
ÁMÁR BÁHUTE ÁCHE VAJRERA BAL
ÁMÁR ÁNKHITE ÁCHE DRIŚT́I VIMAL
SOJÁ KATHÁ BHÁVI ÁMI
BÁNKÁ KATHÁ KABHU KABHU NAY
RAKTIM KISHALAY, ÁMI RAKTIM KISHALAY
I am a reddish tender leaf,
I walk always a straight path,
never a crooked path.
A vast verdant beauty lies before me.
A crimson glow radiates from both my sides.
I walk always with head held high.
I never bend my head.
I am a reddish tender leaf.
My arms possess the power of thunder.
My eyes see clear and pure.
I think always straight thoughts,
never any crooked thought.
I am a reddish tender leaf.
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MOR MADHUKÁR VANE SPANDANA ENE
ÁLO DEVATÁ ELO RE, ELO ELO ELO RE
JIIVANER SHATA DHÁRÁ SHATA RUPE
JHALAMALA KARI ELO RE
ELO ELO ELO RE
BASE KÁNDIVÁR NÁHIKO SAMAY
PATHE THÁMIVÁR DIN ETA NAI
SAB VEDANÁR SAB HÁHÁKÁR
ÁJIKE BHULÁYE DILO RE
DILO DILO DILO RE
SHAKTIR KONO APACAYA NAY
SHOŃIT DULICHE KARMA DOLÁY
MANER MÁDHURI SAB DIK HERI
ASIIME CHUT́IÁ GELO RE
GELO GELO GELO RE
HRIDAYER NIIPE PRÁŃER PRADIIPE
SE JE SAB KICHU MOR NILO RE
NILO NILO NILO RE
MOR MADHUKÁR VANE SPANDANA ENE
ÁLO DEVATÁ ELO RE
ELO ELO ELO RE
Into the madhuka garden His vibration came
The Lord of Light came;
He came, He came.
In life's countless flows and countless forms,
glitteringly He came, He came, He came.
There is no time to sit and weep
or pause and rest along the path.
All pains, all lamentations
He made me forget today, forget, forget.
We must not waste our energy,
for blood is surging in the flow of action.
In all directions the sweetness of mind
rushes towards infinity, rushes, rushes.
The flower of my heart and the flame of my mind
He took away my all,
He took away my all, my all, my all.
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TUMI UJJVAL DHRUVA TÁRÁ
TUMI ALAKÁR GÁN, TUMI ALAKÁR GÁN
CAMPAKA SAORABHA
MAŃI DYUTI VAEBHAVA
NIRJHAR KALARAVA
SABÁR UPARE TUMI ALAKÁR PRÁŃ
TUMI ALAKÁR PRÁŃ
TUMI ALAKÁR GÁN TUMI ALAKÁR GÁN
MEGHER HUNKÁR
DHANUKER T́ANKÁR
ASANI JHANATKÁR
SABÁR UPARE TUMI ALAKÁR PRÁŃ
TUMI ALAKÁR PRÁŃ
TUMI ALAKÁR GÁN TUMI ALAKÁR GÁN
TOMÁRE PEYECHI DINE RÁTE
JIIVANER CHANDE O SHROTE
SAKAL MARME DHYÁNETE
SABÁR MÁJHÁRE THEKE
SABÁR UPARE TUMI
TUMI MAHÁVISHVER PRÁŃ
TUMI MAHÁVISHVER PRÁŃ
TUMI ALAKÁR GÁN, TUMI ALAKÁR GÁN
You are the gleaming polestar.
You are the song of heaven.
The fragrance of the magnolia,
the wealth of glittering jewels,
the murmuring of the stream
You are beyond all these.
You are the life of heaven.
You are the song of heaven.
The rumbling of clouds,
the twanging of bows,
The roaring of thunder
You are beyond all these.
You are the life of heaven.
You are the song of heaven.
I have attained You in day and night,
in the rhythm and flow of life,
in the innermost essence of all,
in the depths of my contemplation.
You are within everything.
You are beyond everything.
You are the life of the universe.
You are the song of heaven.
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O GO PRABHU
TOMÁKE ÁMI BHÁLOBÁSI
BHÁLOBÁSI BHÁLOBÁSI
SATATA MANER MÁJHE JÁGIÁ THÁKE
TOMÁRI HÁSI MADHUR HÁSI
TOMÁKE ÁMI BHÁLOBÁSI
BHÁLOBÁSI BHÁLOBÁSI
ÁNDHÁR NISHÁY TUMI DHRUVA TÁRÁ
MARU TRIŚÁY TUMI NIIR DHÁRÁ
SAMPADE VIPADE SANGE ÁCHO
KÁCHÁ KÁCHI PÁSHÁ PÁSHI
TOMÁKE ÁMI BHÁLOBÁSI
BHÁLOBÁSI BHÁLOBÁSI
KONO GUN NÁHI TABU KÁCHE T́ENE NÁO
PÁSETE BASÁO KŚUDHÁ MIT́ÁO
DIVÁ NISHI, DIVÁ NISHI
TOMÁKE ÁMI BHÁLOBÁSI
BHÁLOBÁSI BHÁLOBÁSI
O Lord, I love You, I love You.
Your smile is always awake in my mind.
Your sweet smile, Your sweet smile.
O Lord, I love You, I love You, I love You.
You are the polestar
in the deep, dark night.
You are the fountain of fresh waters
in the thirst of the desert.
In prosperity and adversity
You are with all,
side by side,
the nearest of near,
I have no special merit
yet You draw me close to You.
Seat me by Your side
and relieve my hunger,
day and night, day and night.
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ÁMI RJU PATHE CALE CALI BHÁI
ÁBOL TÁBOL NAI, SOJHÁ KATHÁT́I
BOLE JETE CÁI, ÁJ BOLE JETE CÁI
ÁMI RIJU PATHE CALE CALI BHÁI
ÁKÁSHE LEGECHE RÁM DHANUR KHELÁ
MÁT́ITE RAHECHE NÁNÁ RÚPER MELÁ
TÁRI MÁJHE VÁYU BAHE BHÁVE UTALÁ
ÁMI IHÁDER SAKAL KE BÁNCÁITE CÁI
RÚP RAS GANDHA JÁ ÁCHE DHARÁTE
SNEHA BHÁLOBÁSÁ JÁHÁ ÁCHE MANETE
IHÁDER NIŚKALMASÁ KARITE
ESO HÁTE HÁTE, SÁTHE SÁTHE, KÁJ KARE JÁI
ÁMI RIJU PATHE CALE CALI BHÁI
Along a straight path I move ahead.
I want to speak directly
not pointless, meaningless words.
In the sky there is a play of rainbow colours,
on earth a festival of kaleidoscopic light.
All this, I must preserve.
Form, taste, smell, all treasures of earth
to maintain them pure and undefined,
let us come and work together hand in hand.
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SUR SAPTAKE MÁDHURI BHARI
MORÁ, EGIE CALÁR GÁN GÁI
MANA MANDIRE MAMATÁ MÁKHI
BOLI, KEU TO MODER PAR NÁI
MORÁ, EGIE CALÁR GÁN GÁI
DYULOKER JATA PULAK RÁSHI
BHULOKETE NÁCICHE ÁJI
SAPTA LOKER JATA SUDHÁ RÁSHI
EKÁKÁR HOYE GECHE BHÁI
MORÁ, EGIE CALÁR GÁN GÁI
MADHU CAMPAK SURABHI D́HÁLI
SABÁI KE PRAŃATI JÁNÁI
EGIE CALÁR GÁN GÁI
MORÁ, EGIE CALÁR GÁN GÁI
SUR SAPTAKE MÁDHURI BHARI
MORÁ, EGIE CALÁR GÁN GÁI
Filling the musical octave with sweetness,
we march along, singing songs.
With all the love in the temple of our minds, we say:
"There is no one who is not our own."
The joy from the celestial realm
is dancing today on this earthly abode,
and all the nectar of seven realms
has merged into one single flow.
Pouring out the sweet fragrance of the magnolia flowers,
we offer our salutations to all.
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KE GO TUMI PATH PÁSHE DÁNŔIE EKÁ
ÁKHI ASHRU BHARÁ, ÁNKHI ASHRU BHARÁ
KE GO TUMI NABHO NIILE TÁKIE EKÁ
BÁHU ÚRDHVE KARÁ, BÁHU URDHVE KARÁ
ÁNKHI ASHRU BHARÁ, ÁNKHI ASHRU BHARÁ
JÁHÁ CÁHIÁCHO TUMI TÁHÁ PÁONI
JÁHÁ PÁIÁCHO TUMI TÁHÁ CÁONI
MET́ENI JAT́HAR, PRÁŃ MANER KŚUDHÁ
SHUKHÁIECHE BHÁLOBÁSÁ HRIDAY BHARÁ
ÁNKHI ASHRU BHARÁ ÁNKHI ASHRU BHARÁ
JÁDER CEYECHO TUMI BHÁLOBESECHO
TÁDER NIKAT́ HOTE GHRIŃÁ PEYECHO
SAB KICHU HÁRÁYECHO KI BÁ PEYECHO
SHUDHU KANT́HE ÁCHE GÁN KANT́HA BHARÁ
ÁNKHI ASHRU BHARÁ, ÁNKHI ASHRU BHARÁ
Who are you standing alone beside the road,
with eyes full of tears, with eyes full of tears?
Who are you, gazing at the blue sky,
with arms outstretched, with arms outstretched?
You did not get what you wanted.
You did not want what you got.
The hunger of your body, life and mind
are not fulfilled as yet.
The love of your heart has all dried up.
You loved those you wanted to love
but in return, you received only hate.
You have lost everything but what did you gain?
Your only wealth now is your throat filled with songs.
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CHANDA,
CHANDA ÁMÁR NRITYER TÁLE TÁLE CALE
DVANDVA,
DVANDVA ÁMÁR BHÁVER MÁJHE JÁY GALE
JÁHÁ KICHU BHEVECHI SABÁI KE BHÁVIÁ
JÁHÁ KICHU KARECHI SABÁI KE CÁHIÁ
CAMPAK GANDHA
DVÁRE DVÁRE GHARE GHARE
BILÁYECHI PRÁŃE PRÁŃE
CAMPAK GANDHA
CHANDA,
CHANDA ÁMÁR NRITYER TÁLE TÁLE CALE
CHANDA ÁMÁR SABÁI KE NÁCÁTE
DVANDVA ÁMÁR SABÁI KE BÁNCÁTE
MADHUCHANDÁ SURE GIYE CHINU BAHU DÚRE
ÁNIÁCHI MADHU NIŚYANDA
CHANDA,
CHANDA ÁMÁR NRITYER TÁLE TÁLE CALE
DVANDVA,
DVANDVA ÁMÁR BHÁVER MÁJHE JÁY GALE
My rhythm now flows in the beats of dance.
All my duality has merged into a single flow of ideation.
Whatever I have thought,
I have thought for all.
Whatever I have done,
I have done for all.
The fragrance of the campaka flower
I spread from door to door,
from house to house,
from life to life.
My rhythm will make others dance.
My struggle will make others safe.
On that melodious tune I floated far, far away
and brought back the flow of heavenly bliss.
58 (27/10/1982) D
DU JANE JAKHAN, MILICHE TAKHAN
EDER TOMRÁ ÁSHIS DIYO
DAHAN JVÁLÁTE, PHULER MÁLÁTE
DUHKHA SUKHETE, SÁTHE THÁKIYO
DU JANE JAKHAN MILICHE TAKHAN
EDER TOMRÁ ÁSHIS DIYO
MÁNAV SAMÁJ AVIBHÁJYA
KONO NIIŔ NAHI PARITYÁAJYA
SABÁI MILIÁ NÁCIÁ GÁIÁ
EDER TOMRÁ MÁNIÁ NIYO
EDER TOMRÁ ÁSHIS DIYO
DHARANIIR DHVANI, MAMATÁR VÁŃII
EDER JIIVAN RÁNGIE DIYO
DU JANE JAKHAN MILICHE TAKHAN
EDER TOMRÁ ÁSHIS DIYO
When two people are being united,
give them Your blessing.
Amidst their burning sorrows,
amidst their garlands of joy,
in their pains and pleasures,
be with them always.
Human society is indivisible
neglecting not a single family,
let us all together sing and dance.
Accept them as Your own
and give them Your blessing.
With the harmony of the earth
and sweet messages of love,
fill their lives with colour.
And give them Your blessing.
59 (27/10/1982)
NANIR PUTUL, T́UT́ULT́UT́UL
HÁTH PÁ NÁŔCHE HESE HESE
ANGULI GULI CAMPAK KALI
DYULOKER DYUTI COKHE BHÁSE
HÁTH PÁ NÁŔCHE HESE HESE
KUSUMITA VAN KARIÁ CAYAN
ESECHE KHOKHAN/KHUKHU NAVA DESHE
HÁT PÁ NÁŔCHE HESE HESE
GAŔE TULE NOBO BAŔ KARE NOBO
KOLE TULE NOBO BHÁLO BESE
HÁT PÁ NÁŔCHE HESE HESE
NANIR PUTUL T́UT́ULT́UT́UL
HÁTH PÁ NÁŔCHE HESE HESE
Our darling baby is like a little doll of butter,
wiggling his/her hands and feet,
laughing with glee and joy.
His/Her fingers are like blossoms of champaka flowers.
The lustre of the celestial world is glowing in his/her eyes.
Plucking tender flowers from the forest,
the baby has arrived in a new land.
I will nurture him/her well.
I will help him/her to grow.
I will take him/her on my lap with love.
60 (28/10/1982) D
TOMÁR JINIS TOMÁKE DIYECHI
TUMI NÁO PRABHU KOLE TULE
KÁNDIÁ DIYECHI VEDANÁ SAHECHI
EI SÁNTVANÁ TUMI NILE
MOR, EI SÁNTVANÁ TUMI NILE
JÁRÁ ESE CHILO SABÁI RAHECHE
ASIIMER MÁJHE SABE JEGE ÁCHE
HÁRÁI HÁRÁI ÁMRÁ SADÁI
BHEVE KENDE MARI TOMÁ BHULE
PRABHU, BHEVE KENDE MARI TOMÁ BHULE
TOMÁR JINIS TOMÁKE DIYECHI
TUMI NÁO PRABHU KOLE TULE
What was Yours, Lord, I have given You.
Now, take him/her on Your lap.
With tears, I have given him/her,
with pangs of loss.
My consolation is only this
that You have accepted him/her.
All those who came, are existing still.
In infinity all are alive.
And yet, we live in fear of loss.
Forgetting You, we worry and weep.
0 Lord, forgetting You, we worry and weep.
61 (28/10/1982) K
ÁMI PARÁŃ DHARIÁ DII TOMÁRI CARAŃE
ESE THÁKO HRIDI MÁJHE, NITI NITI NAVA SÁJE
TÁI, PARÁŃ BHARIÁ DII, TOMÁRI SMARAŃE
ÁMI PARÁŃ DHARIÁ DII TOMÁRI CARAŃE
ESE THÁKO GÁNE NÁCE, KÁCHE THEKE ÁRO KÁCHE
TÁI, PARÁŃ SAOMPIÁ DII TOMÁRI BARAŃE
SURE THEKE ÁRO SURE, NIYE GECHE BAHU DÚRE
TÁI PARÁŃ D́ÁLIÁ DII TOMÁRI MANANE
ÁMI PARÁŃ DHARIÁ DII TOMÁRI CARAŃE
I dedicate my life unto Your feet.
Come and live in my heart.
In newer and newer forms,
I fill my life with thoughts of You.
Come and stay with me in song and dance.
Come closer and still closer.
Let me merge myself in Your colour.
From melody to melody,
You have carried me to distant realms.
I pour out my life in contemplation of You.
62 (28/10/1982) K
NAYANE ESE CHILE SVAPANE
E KI TAVA LUKOCURI KHELÁ
JÁGARAŃE CALE GECHO VIJANE
E KI TAVA AKARUŃ LIILÁ
E KI TAVA LUKOCURI KHELÁ
ÁKÁSHE UJJVAL TÁRÁ
HRIDAYEDIIP JYOTI DHÁRÁ
TABU TUMI BINÁ PHAŃI MAŃIHÁRÁ
SAHE NÁ, SAHE NÁ, EKELÁ
E KI TAVA LUKOCURI KHELÁ
ÁLO ÁNDHÁRETE INDRA DHNUTE
MAN BHOLÁNOR E KI MELÁ
E KI TAVA LUKOCURI KHELÁ
In dream You came in the world of my vision.
What is this game of hide and seek?
When I awoke, You fled to a lonely place.
What is this heartless sport?
In the sky, the gleaming stars.
In the heart, a flood of divine light.
Without You, the cobra has lost its jewel.
This separation I can no longer bear.
What is this game of hide and seek?
What is this fair of light and shade?
And what are these rainbow colours to charm the mind?
63 (29/10/1982) K
DIIPÁVALII SÁJÁYECHI PRABHU
TOMÁRE KARITE VARAŃ
ESO TUMI HRIDI MÁJHE, NITI NITI NAVA SÁJE
DHIIRE DHIIRE PHELIYÁ CARAŃ
DIIPÁVALII SÁJÁYECHI PRABHU
TOMÁRE KARITE VARAŃ
ESO TUMI MANA MÁJHE, ÁRO GÁNE ÁRO NÁCE
MRIDU HÁSI KARI VIKIRAŃ
DIIPÁVALII SÁJÁYECHI PRABHU
TOMÁRE KARITE VARAŃ
ESO TUMI BHÁVA LOKE, CHANDE O NAVÁLOKE
JÁGÁYE MOHAN SPANDAN
DIIPÁVALII SÁJÁYECHI PRABHU
TOMÁRE KARITE VARAŃ
I have arranged the lights to welcome You, O Lord.
Now come and take Your seat in my heart.
Come with slow steps, in garments ever new.
Come in my heart with more song and more dance
and radiate Your tender smile.
Come in my mind with rhythm and new delight
and exude Your charming vibration.
64 (29/10/1982) D
ÁKÁSHE ÁJ RANGER MELÁ
MANETE ÁJ ÁLO
VÁTÁSE ÁJ SUVÁS BHARÁ
SABAI LÁGE BHÁLO
AJÁNÁKÁR ÁGAMANE
HRIDAY BHARÁ CHANDE GÁNE
PRÁŃER PARASH DIYE SE JE
SARÁYE SAKAL KÁLO
EMAN DINE SABÁR SANE
PRÁŃERA PRADIIP JVÁLO
ÁKÁSHE ÁJ RANGER MELÁ
MANETE ÁJ ÁLO
In the sky, today there is a festival of colours.
In my mind, there is a flow of light.
The air is filled with fragrance,
and everything is sweet.
With the arrival of the unknown one,
my heart is filled with rhythm and song.
Giving a tender touch of life,
He removed all darkness.
On such a day,
together with all,
light the candle of life.
65 (30/10/1982) K
KÁCHE ELE BOLE GELE NÁ
KE GO TUMI KE TU MI
BHÁLOBESE SABAI DILE
BOLE GELE NÁ KE ÁMI
KÁCHE ELE BOLE GELE NÁ
KE GO TUMI KE TU MI
MÁLANCE JE PHUL PHUT́ECHE
SE JÁNE NÁ KEJESE
SURER MÁYÁY MAN JE NÁCE
SE JÁNE NÁ KENO NÁCE SE
KÁCHE ELE BOLE GELE NÁ
KE GO TUMI KE TU MI
HÁSITE CÁNDER JOÁR ÁSE
CÁNDA JÁNE NÁ KENO SE ÁSE
VISHVA LIILÁY, EI
VISHVA LIILÁY CHANDA JOGÁO
KE GO TUMI DIVASA YÁMII
KÁCHE ELE BOLE GELE NÁ
KE GO TUMI KE TU MI
BHÁLOBESE SABAI DILE
BOLE GELE NÁ KE ÁMI
You came close,
but You did not say
who You are,
who You are.
In love, You gave me Your all
but You did not say who I am.
The flower that blooms in the garden
knows not what it is.
In the magic of melodies,
the mind dances
but does not know why.
With the smile of the moon,
the tides flow
but do not know why.
In this universal sport,
day and night,
You vibrate Your rhythm,
but who are You?
66 (28/10/1982) K
RUM JHUM, RUM JHUM, NÚPUR BÁJÁYE
KE GO TUMI ELE HRIDI MÁJHE
MANANER UTTÁL TARANGE DIE TÁL
KE GO ELE MOHAN SÁJE
KE GO TUMI ELE HRIDI MÁJHE
MADHUR HÁSITE DHARÁ SURABHIT KARIYÁ
ADHARER BÁNSHITE MUKHARITA KARIYÁ
CÁRI DIK ÁLOKIT KARITE KARITE
KE GO ELE CHANDE O NÁCE
KE GO TUMI ELE HRIDI MÁJHE
RUM JHUM RUM JHUM NÚPUR DHVANIT́I
HRIDI MÁJHE JENO SADÁ BÁJE
KE GO TUMI ELE HRIDI MÁJHE
Rum-jhum, rum-jhum ...
With the jingling of ankle bells,
who are You that came into my being,
keeping rhythm with my overflowing heart?
Who are You that came
in such charming appearance?
Perfuming the world
with Your sweet smile,
vibrating the world
with the flute on Your lips,
radiating Your effulgence everywhere?
Who are You that came in rhythm and dance?
Rum-jhum, rum-jhum,
with the jingling of ankle bells?
O, if only that sound
would always ring in my heart.
67 (31/10/1982) K
TÁRI PATH PÁNE MAN CHUT́E JÁY
TÁRI PATH CEYE THÁKE ÁNKHI
ÁNKHI GO, TÁRI PATH CEYE THÁKE ÁNKHI
TÁRI LÁGI HIYÁ UDDVEL HOYE GO
TÁRI LÁGI ÁNAMANÁ THÁKI, THÁKI GO
TÁRI LÁGI ÁNAMANÁ THÁKI
ÁNKHI GO, TÁRI PATH CEYE THÁKE ÁNKHI
ÁJI MOR SHAYYÁ JE KANT́AK SHAYYÁ
MOR, DRIŚT́I TE HERE JÁOÁ LAJJÁ
MOR SAJJÁ JE NIŚPRABHA SHAJJÁ
E DUHKHA ÁMÁR KOTHÁ RÁKHI
RÁKHI GO E DUHKHA ÁMÁR KOTHÁ RÁKHI
ÁNKHI GO, TÁRI PATH CEYE THÁKE ÁNKHI
ETA BHÁLOBÁSE TABU ÁSE NÁ
KOMALE KAT́HORE BHARÁ SE KII SE KII GO
KOMALE KAT́HORE BHARÁ SE KII
ÁNKHI GO, TÁRI PATH CEYE THÁKE ÁNKHI
My mind rushes to His footsteps.
My eyes gaze ardently on His path.
Seeking Him, my heart leaps with joy.
In Him, my thoughts remain absorbed.
Today, my bed is a bed of thorns,
and in my eyes, the shame of defeat.
My garments have lost their lustre.
Where shall I hide my pain,
O where shall I hide my pain?
He loves me so much,
yet He does not come.
How tender He is, and yet, how severe.
O, how tender He is, and yet, how severe.
68 (1/11/82) K
I love this tiny green island
surrounded by the sea.
Touched by the sea,
decorated by the sea.
I love this tiny green island
surrounded by the sea.
Am I a secluded figure,
in the vast, a little a meagre?
No, no, no, no, I'm not alone.
Great is with me.
The great is with me.
69 (02/11/1982) K
KE ELE NÁ BOLE ELE
GHUMER GHOR BHÁNGÁNOR D́ÁK DIYE
D́ÁK DIYE
CAINCAL PAVANE LIILÁYITA KARIYÁ
SAB PEYECHIR GÁN GEYE
GÁN GEYE, D́ÁK DIYE
ÁKÁSHE SURYA PADA TALE DHARAŃII
BÁJICHE TURYA MUKHARITA SARAŃII
GHUMIYE THÁKIBÁR, KENDE KÁL KÁT́ÁBÁR
ALASATÁ BHULE GIYE
BHÚLE GIYE, D́ÁK DIYE
GHUMER GHOR BHÁUNGÁNOR D́ÁK DIYE
ÁLOR AE DHÁRÁR PÁNE
CHANDE NÁCE O GÁNE
EGIYE CALÁR PATH BEYE
PATH BEYE, D́ÁK DIYE
GHUMER GHOR BHÁUNGÁNOR D́ÁK DIYE
Who are You that came without telling me,
sending out Your call to rouse me from slumber?
Gracefully moving in the restless wind,
singing Your song of final attainment?
The sun is in the sky, the earth underfoot.
Your trumpet is sounding in the bustling lanes,
sending out Your call to rouse me from slumber,
casting out lethargy and idle lamentation.
Dancing and singing in rhythm,
moving forward on the path
towards the stream of radiant light
sending out Your call to rouse me from slumber.
70 (02/11/1982) K
JÁBO NÁ, ÁMI JÁBO NÁ, JÁBO NÁ RE
SURER EI CHÁNDASIK JAGAT THEKE
MOR MÁNAS LOKE MOR ÁTMIK LOKE
BENCE ÁCHI SURE JAŔIYE THEKE
ÁMI, BENCE ÁCHI SURE JAŔIYE THEKE
SURER EI CHÁNDASIK JAGAT THEKE
SURER HAOÁY ÁMI KHUNJI TÁKE
SURER CHÁYÁY ÁMI PÁI JE TÁKE
SURER CHANDE MADHURÁNANDE
RANDHRE RANDHRE SE JE LUKIE THÁKE
ÁMÁR, RANDHRE RANDHRE SE JE LUKIE THÁKE
SURER EI CHÁNDASIK JAGAT THEKE
ÁMÁR SAKAL CÁOÁR, ÁMÁR SAKAL PÁOÁR
SHEŚ KATHÁ RAYECHE SURER BUKE
SURER EI CHÁNDASIK JAGAT THEKE
JÁBO NÁ, ÁMI JÁBO NÁ, JÁBO NÁ RE
SURER EI CHÁNDASIK JAGAT THEKE
I will not go, I will not go.
from this rhythmic world of melody!
In the realm of my mind,
in the realm of my self,
I live wrapped in His melodies.
In the breeze of melodies, I seek Him.
In the shadows of melodies, I attain Him.
In the sweet and blissful rhythm of melodies,
in every pore of my existence,
He hides himself.
In all my desires,
in all my accomplishments,
the final word lies in the heart of melodies.
71 (02/11/1982) D
JAGAT T́Á NAY MITHYE MÁYÁ
MITHYE RANGER KHELÁ
LIILÁMAYER LIILÁ E BHÁI
LIILÁR MOHAN MELÁ
SÚRYA ÁSE PRABHÁT HÁSE
SAKAL DIKAI RANGE BHÁSE
RANGER JHILIK PRÁŃE MESHE
RAINJANE UTALÁ
LIILÁMAYER LIILÁ E BHÁI
LIILÁR MOHAN MELÁ
DINE RÁTE TÁRI ÁSHE
CEYE THÁKI NIRNIMEŚE
EI CÁOÁ BHÁI PÚRŃA HOBE
TÁHÁR SÁTHE MISHE
NÁNÁ RAUNGER NÁNÁ PHULE
BHARBE RAUNGER D́ÁLÁ
LIILÁMAYER LIILÁ E BHÁI
LIILÁR MOHAN MELÁ
JAGAT T́Á NAY MITHYE MÁYÁ
MITHYE RANGER KHELÁ
LIILÁMAYER LIILÁ E BHÁI
LIILÁR MOHAN MELÁ
This world is not a mere illusion.
It is not a display of false colours.
It is the game of the playful Lord!
It is a charming fair of sport!
The sun rises and the dawn smiles.
All directions are dazzling with colours,
gleaming colours, intoxicating colours.
They merge with the flow of life,
in this game of the playful Lord,
in this charming fair of sport!
Day and night I await Him,
seeking Him with unblinking eyes.
72 (02/11/1982) K
MAO MÁCHI GUNGUNIE
KÁNANE KI KATHÁ JÁY SUNIYE
VASUDHÁR VARŃE O GANDHE
SURER UPACE PAŔÁ CHANDE
JE RÁG HOYENI HÁRÁ MARUTE
TÁDER MÁJHÁRE BASE MÁLÁ GENTHE JÁI
PRÁŃER SAKAL SUDHÁ BHARIYE
MAO MÁCHI GUNGUNIE
KÁNANE KI KATHÁ JÁY SUNIYE
JE MADHU PHULE CHILO D́HÁKÁ
JE SUVÁS PARÁGETE MÁKHÁ
JE MAMATÁ HRIDI MÁJHE RÁKHÁ
SABÁRE JAGÁE ÁMI GÁN GEYE JÁI
VIIŃÁR SAKAL TÁR CHÁPIE
MAOMÁCHI GUNGUNIE
KÁNANE KII KATHÁ JÁY SUNIYE
What are the bees whispering in the garden
with their buzzing?
What is that music
that is not lost in the desert,
overflowing with rhythm and melody,
filled with all the colours and fragrance of the earth?
Sitting amidst all of this,
I keep threading my garlands,
filled with all the sweetness of life.
The nectar hidden in the flower,
the fragrance buried in the pollen,
the love deep in my heart
awakening all of these,
I keep on singing,
surpassing the strings of the lyre.
And what are the bees whispering in the garden
with their buzzing?
73 (02/11/1982) K
O GO PRIYA, O GO PRIYA
ÁMÁY BHULIO NÁ TUMI
TOMÁY PETE ÁLOR PATHE CALI ÁMI
OGO PRIYA
DHARÁY ESECHI TOMÁR KÁJ KARITE GO
BHÁLOBESECHI TOMÁY GÁN SHONÁTE GO
O GO PRIYA, O GO PRIYA
ÁMÁY BHULIO NÁ TUMI
AŃUTE AŃUTE TOMÁR LIILÁ
SURETE SURETE TOMÁR KHELÁ
O GO PRIYA, O GO PRIYA
ÁMÁY BHULIO NÁ TUMI
CHANDETE CHANDETE TÚMI NÁCO
RANDHRE RANDHRE TUMI LUKIYE ÁCHO
O GO PRIYA, O GO PRIYA
ÁMÁY BHULIO NÁ TUMI
O Beloved, don't forget me!
To attain You, I move along the path of light.
I came to the world to do Your work.
I love to sing songs to You.
In every atom there is Your sport.
In every melody there is Your play.
In every rhythm You dance.
In every pore of the universe You hide.
74 (03/11/1982) Kf
CAL CAL CAL CAL GÁN GEYE CAL
ÁSHÁR ÁLOK SHIKHÁ ATI UJJVAL
AVANI KE KARE TUMI MUKTÁNCAL
CAL CAL GHARE GHARE GÁN GEYE CAL
ÁSHÁR ÁLOK SHIKHÁ ATI UJJVAL
PÁPER SHATRU MORÁ BHÁLODER BAL
BÁNCÁI TÁDER MORÁ JÁRÁ DURBAL
ÁSHÁR ÁLOK SHIKHÁ ATI UJJVAL
JATA BHÁŚÁ JATA MATA RAHIYÁCHE JATA PATH
SABÁRE SHRADDHÁ MORÁ KARI AVICAL
ÁSHÁR ÁLOK SHIKHÁ ATI UJJVAL
CAL CAL CAL CAL GÁN GEYE CAL
Move along, move along,
singing songs, move along!
The flame of love is burning brightly,
releasing the world from all its chains.
Move along from door to door.
Singing songs, move along!
We are the enemies of the wicked
and the strength of the good.
Those who are weak, we protect.
All languages, all doctrines, all paths, we respect.
The flame of love is burning brightly.
Move along, move along,
singing songs, move along!
75 (03/11/1982) K
KE ELE ÁJI KE ELE
TUMI, VISHVA DOLÁY DOL DIYE ELE
BHÁVA LOKE CHILE, NIICE NEVE ELE
DHARÁR DHARÁ CHONYÁY MISHIE GELE
TUMI, VISHVA DOLÁY DOL DIYE ELE
TUMI, SUDURER TÁRÁ KÁCHAT́ITE ELE
SUDURER RÁG MAN MÁTÁLE
TUMI, VISHVA DOLÁY DOL DIYE ELE
HÁRÁNO DHVANI TUMI KÁNE BHESE ELE
HÁRÁNO CHANDA NÁCA NÁCIE DILE
ASHRU BHARÁ ÁNKHI MUCHIE DILE
SÁGARER MAŃI TUMI PRÁŃA JUŔÁLE
TUMI, VISHVA DOLÁY DOL DIYE ELE
Who came today, who came?
Rocking the cradle of this universe,
descending from the transcendental realm?
You came within the embrace of the earth.
The distant star has come near.
The distant melody has intoxicated my mind.
You are the lost sound that came floating into my ears.
You are the lost rhythm that made me dance.
You removed the tears that filled my eyes.
You are the jewel of the sea that soothed my life.
When You came, You rocked the cradle of the universe.
76 (04/11/1982) D
SVAPANE KHONJ PEYE CHINU
SVAPAN MÁJHEI BHÁLOBESECHI
SVAPAN MÁJHEI CENÁ SHONÁ
SABAI SE JE JENE GECHI
SVAPAN MÁJHEI BHÁLOBESECHI
BOLO GO TORÁ SVAPAN SHEŚE
KOTHÁY HÁRÁ HOLO JE SE
JÁGARAŃER VÁSTAVETE
CALE GELO HESE HESE
SONÁR SVAPAN ÁBÁR KII RE
MOR JIIVANE ÁSABE PHIRE
SEI ÁSHÁTEI BENCE ÁCHI
SEI ÁSHÁTEI JEGE ÁCHI
SVAPAN MÁJHEI BHÁLOBESECHI
In dream I found Him.
In dream I loved Him.
In dream I came to know Him
to know all there is to know.
Tell me, when the dream ended,
where did He disappear to?
In the reality of wakefulness,
He went away, smilingly.
Will that golden dream
again return into my life?
With that hope alone I live,
with that hope I remain awake.
77 (04/11/1982) D+K
SVAPANE TÁRE CINECHI
SVAPANE ÁMI JYOTSNÁ RÁTE
NIŚPRABHA DIIP NIYE HÁTE
BHESE CHINU SURER SHROTE
NÚTAN JIIVAN PEYECHI
SVAPANE TÁRE DEKHECHI
DEKHECHI GO DEKHECHI
PRÁŃER PLÁVANE SE JE BHUVAN BHARÁ
MADHUR HÁSITE TÁR MUKUTÁ JHARÁ
NÁCE GÁNE VIIŃÁR TÁNE
GANDHA MADIR SAMIIRAŃE
PRÁŃER PARASH MÁKHIE PRÁŃE
NÚTAN ÁLOY METECHI
SVAPANE TÁRE PEYECHI
PEYECHI GO PEYECHI
In dream I have known Him.
In dream, in a moonlit night.
With a dim lamp in hand,
I floated on the current of melody
and found new life.
In dream I have seen Him,
I have seen Him,
I have seen Him.
With the surging of life
He has flooded the universe,
scattering pearls from His sweet smile.
In dances, in songs,
in the melodies of the lyre,
in the perfume of the breeze.
By the touch of life divine
my life has been renewed.
I am intoxicated with new radiance.
In dream I attained Him,
I attained Him.
78 (05/11/1982) D
SVAPANE SE ESECHILO
SVAPAN MÁJHEI CALE GELO
NÁBOLIÁI CALE GELO
NÁ D́ÁKITEI ESE CHILO
HIYÁR MÁJHER GOPAN KOŃE
NÁ BOLITEI BASE CHILO
NIJER HÁTE NÁŔÁ DIYE
TANTRIITE SUR BÁJIYE CHILO
SVAPANE SE ESECHILO
SVAPAN MÁJHEI CALE GELO
TULE NAYAN MUKHER PÁNE
BOLATE SE KII CEYE CHILO
NÁ JANI KON ABHIMÁNE
NÁ JÁNIEI CALE GELO
SVAPANE SE ESECHILO
SVAPAN MÁJHEI CALE GELO
In dream He appeared,
in dream He departed.
Without speaking,
He went away.
Without being called,
He came
into the sweet corner of my inner heart.
Without being told, He sat down.
With the touch of His own hand
He strummed a tune on the strings of the lyre.
Gazing at my face,
He wanted to say something.
What wounded Him, I do not know.
Without telling me, He went away.
79 (05/11/1982) K
SVAPANER CHONYÁ LEGE
TAVA, SVAPANER CHONYÁ LEGE
JIIVAN PEYECHE NAVA PRÁŃA DHÁRÁ
ÁSHÁTE MANDRITA GÁN
BHÁŚÁTE SPANDITA TÁN
BHÁLOBÁSÁ HOLO SIIMÁHÁRÁ
SVAPANER MÁYÁ MEKHE
TAVA SVAPANER MÁYÁ MEKHE
MARMA HOYECHE MADHUBHARÁ
SURETE UCCHAL CHANDA
KUSUME UNMADA GANDHA
DIKBHRÁNTA PELO DHRUVA TÁRÁ
SVAPNER MÁDHURI MEKHE
TAVA SVAPNER MÁDHURI MEKHE
JAGAT PEYECHE GATI DHÁRÁ
CÁRI DIKE UJJVAL ÁLO
JÁKE DEKHI TÁKE LÁGE BHÁLO
AŃU PARAMÁŃU HOLO DRIPTA
BHÁVA VYANJANÁ HOLO TRIPTA
ÁNANDE DHARÁ HOLO BHARÁ
SVAPANER CHONYÁ LEGE
TAVA, SVAPANER CHONYÁ LEGE
JIIVAN PEYECHE NAVA PRÁŃADHÁRÁ
By the touch of Your dream
my life surged with newly found force.
Pulsing with melodious words,
with new hope, my songs resound.
Love flowed beyond all bounds
by the magic touch of Your dream.
The core of my heart was filled with sweetness,
overflowing with rhythmic melody,
and intoxicated with the fragrance of flowers.
The polestar of life has appeared
to those who have lost their way.
The world has found new momentum.
All directions radiate with effulgent light.
Whatever I see, I feel to be blessed.
All atoms and molecules vibrate with energy.
My subtle feelings have found expression.
The earth has become filled with bliss.
80 (06/11/1982) K
SVAPANE ESECHO ÁNANDA GHANA TUMI
SABÁR TUMI ÁNANDA
MANJULA MAHÁKÁSHE
MAHÁPRÁŃE ÁCHO MISHE
RÚPÁTIITA APARÚPA CHANDA TUMI
RÚPÁTIITA APARÚPA CHANDA
SABÁR TUMI ÁNANDA
COKHE ANURAKTI CARAŃE VIMUKTI
BHÁVÁTIITA SUDHÁ NIŚYANDA
TUMI, BHÁVÁTIITA SUDHÁ NIŚYANDA
SABÁR TUMI ÁNANDA
JENE BÁ NÁ JENE BHÁLOBÁSI EKEI JANE
SE BHÁLO BÁSÁR NÁHI ANTA
SABÁR TUMI ÁNANDA
In dream You have come,
the embodiment of joy.
You are the bliss of all.
In the firmament of eternal beauty
You are merged in infinite life.
You are the formless, matchless rhythm.
You are the bliss of all.
In Your eyes there is love,
at Your feet, salvation.
You are beyond all thought.
You are the source from which all nectar flows.
You are the bliss of all.
Knowingly or unknowingly,
I love only one entity.
And that love has no end.
You are the bliss of all.
81 (06/11/1982) D
SVAPANER GHORE
DIN CALE JÁY, EGIE CALÁI RIITI
DIN CALE JÁY PHIRE NÁHI CÁY
PHIRE NÁ CÁVÁI RIITI
KAYE JÁOÁ KATHÁ, SAYE JÁOÁ VYATHÁ
ASIIMETE HÁRÁY
DIN GULI CALE JÁY, EGIE CALÁI RIITI
ATIITE JÁHÁR HOYECHE SÚCANÁ
TÁRAO ÁGE KÁR KATHÁ
MARMA VIIŃÁY SVAPANER TÁRE
SURETE RAYECHE GÁNTHÁ
HÁRÁY JÁHÁRÁ ÁMÁDER THEKE
ÁCHE TAVA DYOTANÁY
DIN GULI CALE JÁY EGIE CALÁI RIITI
SVAPANER GHORE
DIN CALE JÁY, EGIE CALÁI RIITI
Under a dreamlike spell the days pass by.
Moving forward is the law of life.
The days pass by without return,
for, this is the rule of life.
The words already spoken,
the pains already endured,
have lost themselves in limitlessness.
And thus the days pass by.
Whatever began in the distant past,
there is something more ancient still,
woven in the melodies of the strings of dream,
on the lyre of the inner heart.
Those who are lost from us
are merged in Your endless vibration.
And thus the days pass by.
82 (06/11/1982) TRI/K
TUMI ESECHO, PRÁŃE ESECHO
BHUVAN ÁLO KARE PRÁŃE ESECHO
TOMÁR NÚPUR DHVANI MARME PASHIYÁ
SAKAL KLESH BHULÁYE DILO GO
ÁMÁR, SAKAL KLESH BHULÁYE DILO GO
ÁCHO SAḾGE THEKO SAUNGE
ÁNANDER MÚRCCHANÁY THEKO SANGE
TOMÁR MADHUR HÁSITE HRIDAY CHÁPIYE
SAB KICHU MOR KEŔE NILO GO
You have come,
You have come into my life!
Filling this universe with resplendent light,
You have come into my life!
The sound of Your ankle bells
entered the core of my mind,
and made me forget all my pain.
You are with me now
remain forever with me.
In the lingering thrill of bliss,
remain with me.
Your sweet smile has made my heart overflow
and has taken away my all.
83 (07/11/1982) D
CIR NÚTANER ÁHVÁNE
CHANDA ÁMÁR NECE CHUT́E JÁY
DÚR NIILIMÁY PÁNE
ÁJ EGIE CALÁI GÁN
HÁSIÁ D́ÁKÁ I PRÁŃ
CEYE TÁKÁ PIICHE
BASE THÁKÁ MICHE
CÁI JÁKE SE JE T́ÁNE
CIR NÚTANER ÁHVÁNE
MAN MAHÁMANE, PRÁŃ MAHÁ PRÁŃE
MISHE JÁY EK TÁNE
CIR NÚTANER ÁHVÁNE
In the call of the ever new
my rhythm rushes on,
dancing towards the distant blue sky.
Today, our song is the onward march.
Our life is the laughing call.
It is useless to sit idle,
or look behind in vain.
The one who I am seeking,
calls me with the melody of the ever new.
My mind merges in the Cosmic Mind.
My life merges in the Cosmic life,
in one melody,
in the call of the ever new.
84 (07/11/1982) D
SUMUKHE ÁSIÁ DÁNŔÁIÁ CHILE
SHATA SÚRYER SÁTHE
CHILE SHATA SÚRYER SÁTHE
ÁMI CHINU EK PÁSHE
MÁT́IR DIIPAT́I HÁTHE
CHINU, MÁT́IR DIIPAT́I HÁTHE
D́HEUER UPAR D́HEU ESE PAŔE
UTTÁL JALADHITE
RAŃA HUNKÁRE METE UT́HE TÁRÁ
SAPHEN PRÁŃER SHROTE
ÁMI CHINUEK PÁSHE
MÁT́IR DIIPAT́I HÁTE
CHINU MÁT́IR DIIPAT́I HÁTHE
CHÚT́E CALE SHATA AŃU PARAMÁŃU
DÚRANTA SAḾGIITE
KÁCHE THEKE DÚRE
DÚRE THEKE KÁCHE, VAJRE O VIDYUTE
ÁMI CHINU EK PÁSHE
MÁT́IR DIIPT́I HÁTHE
CHINU MÁT́IR DIIPAT́I HÁTHE
You came and stood before me
as brilliant as a hundred suns,
as a hundred suns,
as a hundred suns!
I was standing to one side,
an earthen lamp in hand,
an earthen lamp in hand.
Wave after wave broke over the surging ocean,
a war cry burst from the foaming stream of life.
I was standing to one side,
an earthen lamp in hand,
an earthen lamp in hand.
Hundreds of atoms and molecules rushed
in impetuous music,
from near to far and from far to near,
in lightning and in thunder.
I was standing to one side,
an earthen lamp in hand,
an earthen lamp in hand.
85 (07/11/1982) D
DIN GULI CALE JÁY
MANER MUKURE SMRITI REKHÁ REKHE JÁY
KABE ESE CHINU BHULIÁ GIYECHI
KENO ESECHINU TÁO NÁJENECHI
MADHU VÁYU BAHE JÁY
ÁLO RÁSHI CHUT́E JÁY
TOMÁR MANER EKT́I KOŃETE
RAYECHE ÁMÁR MAN
TOMÁR HIYÁR EKT́I KAŃÁTE
ÁMI ÁCHI ANUKŚAŃ
SUDHÁ RÁSHI BHESE JÁY
TÁRÁ TAVA SHROTE MURCHÁY
DIN GULI CALE JÁY
The days pass away,
imprinting memories on the mirror of my mind.
When I came, has been forgotten.
Why I came, is also unknown.
The sweet breeze blows,
and endless rays of light rush on and on.
In one corner of Your mind
lies my mind.
In a small portion of Your heart
I hue always.
The sweet nectar floats along,
dissolving into Your current.
86 (07/11/1982) D
MEGHER MÁJHE ÁGUN JVELE
VAJRER MATA ESECHO
TUMI, VAJRER MATA ESECHO
DHARÁR SHILÁY KÁMAPAN DIYE
BHUMI KAMPE NECECHO
TUMI, BHUMI KAMPE NECECHO
TOMÁR LIILÁR NEI JE ANTA
ASIIM THEKE DÚR DIGANTA
SHABDE SPARSHE RÚPE RASE
GANDHE HIYÁY PHUT́ECHO
VAJRER MATA ESECHO
TUMI, VAJRER MATA ESECHO
CHOT́T́A PHÚLER PARÁG
TUMI, MAHODADHIR ATAL BHUMI
SABÁR RAUNGE RAḾGA MISHIYE
TUMI, E KII LIILÁY METECHO
VAJRER MATA ESECHO
TUMI, VAJRER MATA ESECHO
By lighting a fire amidst the clouds,
You have come like thunder,
sending tremors through the layers of the earth.
The earth shook as You danced
there is no end to Your sport.
From infinity to the distant horizon,
in sound, touch, form, taste and smell,
You have appeared in my heart.
You have come like thunder.
You are the pollen of a tiny flower.
You are the deepest depths of the ocean.
Merging Your colours in the colours of all,
what is this intoxicating sport!
You have come like thunder.
87 (08/11/1982) D
KATA JANAMER PRATIIKŚÁ PARE
TAVA ÁGAMAN HOYECHE
TAVA ÁGAMAN HOYECHE ÁJIKE
TAVA ÁGAMAN HOYECHE
KATA PHUL MÁLÁ SHUKÁIÁ GECHE
KATA PHUL KALI JHARECHE
KATAI DIVAS KÁNDIÁ KET́ECHE
KAT NÁ YÁMINI HÁRÁIÁ GECHE
DUKÚL CHÁPIÁ HIYÁ UPACIÁ
AJ, DUKÚL CHÁPIÁ HIYÁ UPACIÁ
PRÁŃER DEVATÁ ESECHE
ÁJ PRÁŃER DEVATÁ ESECHE
PÁVO KI NÁ PÁVO, ÁSHÁ NIRÁSHÁY
KATA YUG MOR VRITHÁ CALE JÁY
JABE, PÁVOI PÁVOI DRIŔHATÁ JEGECHE
TABEI DUÁR KHULECHE
TAVA BADDHA DUÁR KHULECHE
TAVA ÁGAMAN HOYECHE ÁJIKE
TAVA ÁGAMAN HOYECHE
After waiting for so many lives,
You have arrived.
You have arrived today,
O Lord, You have arrived.
So many garlands of flowers have withered!
So many blossoms of flowers have fallen!
So many days have passed in weeping!
So many nights have been lost!
Today, overflowing the banks of my heart,
the Lord of life has come You have arrived.
So many decades have passed in vain,
tossed between hopes and despair of attainment.
Only when I was certain that I would attain You,
then Your door was opened
then Your closed door was opened.
88 (08/11/1982) K
HEMANTE SHIRSHIRE HAOÁTE
SE JE ÁSE, SE ÁSE, SE JE AE ÁSE
MÁLANCE MÁLATI JHARE PAŔÁ
BAKUL BELÁ JÚHII KOTHÁY HÁRÁ
CANDRA MALLIKÁ BÁHU BÁŔHÁYE
TÁHÁRE D́ÁKIÁ JÁY HESE HESE
SE JE ÁSE, SE ÁSE, SE JE AE ÁSE
GULÁBER KALI GULI PHUT́E CALECHE
DOLAN CÁMPÁR PRÁŃE NESHÁ DHARECHE
BHRAMARER GUNJAN BAHU ÁSHÁTE
ÁKÁSHER PÁNE JÁY BHESE BHESE
SE JE ÁSE, SE ÁSE, SE JE AE ÁSE
NIRMEGH ÁKÁSHE TÁRÁR PHUT́KI HÁSE
TÁRÁ SAB JEGE ÁCHE TÁHÁRI ÁSHE
SE JE ÁSE, SE ÁSE, SE JE AE ÁSE
In the cool autumn breeze
He comes, He comes, He ever comes.
The flowers of the white creeper fall.
The jasmines have all disappeared.
The chrysanthemum stretches her arms,
calling Him with a smile
The tender rosebuds are blossoming.
The ginger flower is intoxicated with life.
The honey bees, full of hope,
rush soaring towards the sky.
The cloudless sky is speckled with smiling stars,
keeping awake until He comes.
89 (08/11/1982) K
KICHU PHÚL CÁY HÁT BÁŔHÁTE
HEMANTE SADÁ DHARE RÁKHITE
SHIITER ÁMEJ ÁJO ÁSE NI HEMANTE JÁI JÁI KARENI
GÁCHER PÁTÁ ÁJO JHARENI
EI PARIVESHE BASE GÁN GEYE JÁI
ÁMI, EI PARIVESHE BASE GÁN GEYE JÁI
TOMÁY SATATA JENO KÁCHE THEKE PÁI
SHIITER ÁŔAŚT́ATÁ AJO ÁSE NI
KUHÁSHÁ EKHANO COKHE BHÁSE NI
KAMALÁR VAN RAḾGE HÁSE NI
EI PARIVESHE BASE TOMÁKE SHUDHÁI
ÁMI, EI PARIVESHE BASE TOMÁKE SHUDHÁI
SADÁ KENO BOLE THÁKO JÁI JÁI JÁI
Some flowers want to stretch out their arms
to delay the autumn forever.
The spell of winter has not yet come,
for autumn will not depart soon.
The leaves have not yet fallen,
and in this atmosphere I sit and sing.
Let me feel You always near.
The dullness of winter is not yet here.
No mists float before my eyes.
In the lotus grove is no laughter or frolic.
Amidst this atmosphere I ask myself,
"Why do You always say, I'm going, going, going?"
90 (08/11/1982) D
HEMANTE MOR PHULER SÁJI BHARABE GO
BHARABE TOMÁR PRÁŃER CHONYÁTE
PHULERÁ SAB JÁCCHE SARE
AVAHELÁY ANÁDARE
TÁRI MÁJHE JÁRÁ ÁCHE
RANGIN POSHÁK PARABE GO
PARABE TOMÁR PRÁŃER CHONYÁTE
NÁM NÁ JÁNÁ GÁCHER PARE
PÁKHIRÁ SAB CHOT́T́A NIIŔE
TOMÁR NÁMEI ÁPAN MANE KARABE GO
KARABE TOMÁR PRÁŃER CHONYÁTE
TOMÁR MANE ÁMI ÁCHI
RAUNGETE RAUNGA MISHIECHI
TOMÁR SURE SUR MILIE
SUDHÁY JHARE PAŔBE GO
PAŔBE TOMÁR PRÁŃER CHONYÁTE
In autumn my basket of flowers
will be filled with the touch of Your life.
The flowers are all disappearing
in neglect and disregard.
Those which remain will wear coloured garments,
will wear the touch of Your life.
On unnamed trees the birds in their nests
repeat Your name in their minds
with the touch of Your life.
In Your mind, I exist,
merging my merriment in Your merriment,
blending my melody in Yours.
Now, sweet nectar will flow,
will flow in the touch of Your life.
91 (08/11/1982) D
SHEŚ HEMANTE HIMEL HAOÁY
KAMAL KENO PHOT́E NÁ
MADHU VIHIIN PHUL GULITE
MADHUP KENO JOT́E NÁ
VANE KAMAL NÁI BÁ PHUT́UK
MANE KAMAL PHOT́E GO
PHULE MADHUP NÁI BÁ JUT́UK
CITTE MADHUP JOT́E GO
HEMANTER EI KARUŃ TÁNE
KÁNAN BHARÁ VYATHÁR GÁNE
TÁR MANANE KINTU KOTHÁO
KONO VYATHÁI THÁKE NÁ
SHEŚ HEMANTE HIMEL HAVÁY
KAMAL KENO PHOT́E NÁ
GANDHA MADHU NÁI BÁ THÁKUK
GANDHA MADHU UDGIIT HOK
TÁR ÁSHISHE KARABO MORÁ
NOTUN DHARÁ RACANÁ
SHEŚ HEMANTE HIMEL HAVÁY
KAMAL KENO PHOT́E NÁ
At the end of autumn, in the frosty air,
why does the lotus not bloom?
Around the nectarless flowers,
why do the bees not hover?
Though in the forest,
the lotus does not blossom,
in the mind it blooms.
Though around the flowers,
the bees do not hover,
they hover around the nectar of mind.
In the melancholic melody of autumn,
the forest is filled with the song of sadness.
Yet, thinking of Him, all pains are alleviated.
At the end of autumn,
in the frosty air,
why does the lotus not bloom?
Though there is no sweet fragrance in the flower,
let fragrance flow from our songs.
With His blessing, we will create a new world.
At the end of autumn,
in the frosty air,
why does the lotus not bloom ?
92 (09/11/1982) K
HEMANTA ÁJI PRÁTE ESE CHE
SHISHIRE KARI SNÁN ESECHE
SE KENO ESECHE, SE KENO ESECHE
TOMÁKE SÁJÁBO BALE ESECHE
D́ÁLIÁ CHANDRA MALLIKÁ ENECHE
SONÁLI DHÁNER SHIIŚE HESECHE
BÁTÁBI NEBUR MADHU ENECHE
RAUNGA CHONYÁ KAMALÁTE HESECHE
BADARI PHULER GHRÁŃA ENECHE
RASAJHARÁ KHARJURE HESECHE
Today at dawn, autumn came.
Bathed in dewdrops, it came.
Why did it come, O why did it come?
To adorn You, it came,
bringing dahlias and chrysanthemums,
smiling in sheaves of golden paddy,
bringing sweet pomelos,
smiling and giving a touch of orange colour,
bringing the perfume of plum flowers,
smiling in the juicy dates, it came.
93 (09/11/1982) D
HEMANTERI DHÁNER GANDHE
NAVÁNNA DIN MANE PAŔE
NAVÁNNERI NAEVEDYA
TOMÁY SMARAŃ KARE
TÁRÁY TÁRÁY BHARÁ ÁKÁSH
MANDA MADHUR HÁLKÁ VÁTÁS
BHARÁ NADI PLÁVAN HÁRÁ
BAICHE SHATA DHÁRE
NAVÁNNERI NAEVEDYA
TOMÁY SMARAŃ KARE
ANTARIKŚE JALE STHALE
SAB KICHU ÁJ JHALAMALE
SABÁR MUKHEI MIŚT́I HÁSI
KHUSHIR MUKUT́ PARE
NAVÁNNERI NAEVEDYA
TOMÁY SMARAŃ KARE
In the aroma of rice in autumn,
I remember the harvest festival day,
when we dedicate the harvest offerings to You.
The sky is full of countless stars.
The air is gentle and light and sweet.
The river is flowing in all directions.
With the offerings of harvest we remember You.
In space and water and land
everything is glistening today.
On every face, a smile of sweetness.
On every head, a crown of joy.
With the offerings of harvest we remember You.
94 (09/11/1982) K
SHIITER KÁMPUNI NIYE ELE, KE GO TUMI
E KII TAVA SUNDARATÁ
TUŚÁRE D́HÁKIÁSHYÁM BHÚMI
KE GO TUMI E KII TAVA MADHURATÁ
KANKANE UTTARE VÁYE
PÁTÁJHARÁ PATHA TARU GÁYE
LIKHE DILE? AJÁNÁ KII VÁŃII
HÁY TAVA E KII DIINATÁ
E KII TAVA KRIPAŃATÁ
E KI TAVA SUNDARATÁ
JHAŔ JHANJHÁY PRÁŃ KÁMPIE
LATÁ PÁTÁ SAB SHOBHÁ HÁRIE
GEYE JÁY AJÁNÁ KII GIITI
BHÁLOBÁSÁ MÁJHE E KII NIRMAMATÁ
E KII TAVA SUNDARATÁ
You have come with the tremor of winter.
Who are You?
What is this beauty of Yours?
Covering the green fields with ice and snow,
who are You?
What is this beauty of Yours?
In the biting north wind,
on the leafless trees by the wayside,
You wrote an unknown message.
Alas, what is this deprivation?
What is this miserliness?
And what is this beauty of Yours?
The blizzard sends shivers through all of life.
The creepers and plants lose all their charm,
and all are singing an unknown song.
Amidst Your love, why this heartlessness?
And what is this beauty of Yours?
95 (09/11/1982) D
CANDAN VIITHI KUHÁSÁY D́HÁKI
BHORER ÁLOY KÁLO KARE
ÁSIÁCHO TUMI NAVATAR BHÁVE
APARÚP EK RÚP DHARE
CENÁ JÁNÁ SAB ÁNDHÁRETE D́HEKE
SAKAL MÁDHURI LUKÁIÁ REKHE
ÁSIÁCHE SHIIT YUGÁNTARER
VEDANÁ VAHAN KARE
APARÚP EK RÚP DHARE
TAMASÁR PAR PÁRE
RAVIR RASHMI THAMAKIÁ THÁKE
SHUDHU KŚAŃEKER TARE
ÁLOR DEVATÁ ÁNKHI MELE CÁY
KÁLO KUHELIKÁ ASIIME MILÁY
SHIIT ÁSE TÁI, ALO BHÁSE BHÁI
ÁRO ÁRO BHÁLO KARE
APARÚP EK RÚP DHARE
Covering the sandalwood lane with mist
and darkening the light of dawn,
You have come in a still newer expression.
Assuming such wondrous form,
covering familiar paths in darkness,
concealing all sweetness,
the winter season has come.
Bearing the pains of countless ages,
assuming such wondrous form!
Beyond the veil of deepest darkness,
the rays of light are suddenly suspended.
But only for a single moment
then the Lord of Light opens His eyes
and the black fog dissolves into limitlessness.
After winter,
light will flow,
still more beautifully than before.
96 (10/11/1982) D
SHISHIR SIKTA KHARJUR VIITHI
KANT́AKE THARATHARI
ÁSIÁCHE SHIITA JAMÁNO TUHINE
NAVA HIMAVÁH GAŔI
KANT́AKE THARATHARI
PASHU PAKŚIIRÁ CHUT́E CALE JÁY
DÚR HOTE DÚR DESHE
PRÁŃERA TÁGIDE UTTÁP PETE
NAVA SÚRYER ÁSHE
MADHU KAHLÁR PHOT́E NÁKO ÁR
SALÁJ MÁDHURI BHARI
KANT́AKE THARATHARI
ÁJ BOLO KÁR INGITE
EI KÁMPAN JÁGÁNO PRÁTE
RANGE BHARÁ DHARÁ HOLO SÁJ HÁRÁ
ELO JOGI RÚP DHARI
KANT́AKE THARATHARI
Sending shivers down the lanes
of thorny date trees,
moist with dew,
winter has come with encrusted snow,
building new glaciers of ice.
The birds and animals rush away to far off lands
to preserve their lives and enjoy warmth,
in the hope of finding a new sun.
The water lily no longer blooms with blushing sweetness.
Tell me, today, at whose call, in this chilly dawn,
did the beautiful earth became bare?
Winter came, like an ascetic yogi.
97 (10/11/1982) D
SHIITE SHIULI KENO PHOT́E NÁ
KAMAL KENO KATHÁ KAYE NÁ
NÁ, NÁ, NÁ, TÁRÁ KATHÁ KAYE NÁ
SHIITETE TÁRÁ KUNKAŔE GECHE
ÁR JÁRÁ ÁCHE TAVA BHÁVE ÁCHE
MANETE SABÁI TOMÁY JÁCE
NÁ, NÁ, NÁ, TÁRÁ KATHÁ KAYE NÁ
SHIITETE TÁRÁ KUNKAŔE GECHE
DHARÁ ÁJI MANE MAJECHE
SE BUJHI TOMÁY CINE NIYECHE
NÁ, NÁ, NÁ, TÁRÁ KATHÁ KAYE NÁ
SHIITETE SE JE KUNKAŔE GECHE
MANER KUSUM SHATA DHÁRE PHUT́E
MANETEI CÁPÁ PAŔECHE
NÁ, NÁ, NÁ, TÁRÁ KATHÁ KAYE NÁ
SHIITETE TÁRÁ KUNKAŔE GECHE
In winter, why does the night jasmine not bloom?
Why does the lotus not speak?
No, no, no, they do not speak at all,
for, they are shivering with cold.
And those who remain merged in Your thought,
their minds all long for You.
The earth today is internally gay,
perhaps it has recognised You.
The flower of mind has bloomed in countless ways
but all the blooms are buried in Your mind.
98 (10/11/1982) D
SHIIT ÁSIÁCHE SÁTHE ÁNIÁCHE
RAUNGIN PHULER CHAVI
GANDHA VIHIIN MADHU HIIN PHÚL
ALPA RODER RAVI
RAVI CHILO KÁCHE BHÁVITÁM MANE
ASAHYA TÁP SAYE NÁKO PRÁŃE
RUDRA PURUŚ PRSANNA HAO
VARAŚÁR VARADÁNE
KÁCHE CHILO JABE BHÁLO CHILO TABE
EI KATHÁ ÁJ BHÁVI
ALPA RODER RAVI
SHONO BHÁI SAB SHONO
DÚRER TAPAN KÁCHETE ÁSIBE
CINTÁ KARO NÁ KONO
DHARÁR SHIITETE ÁSHÁR GIITITE
ÁNKI NÚTANER CHAVI
ALPA RODER RAVI
The winter has come,
bringing images of colourful flowers,
flowers without fragrance, without nectar,
and the pale light of the sun.
When the sun was near,
I thought in my mind,
"I cannot endure this unbearable heat
O awesome Lord, be gracious enough
To grant us the gift of rain showers!"
But now, in the pale light of the sun,
I think
"It was better when the sun was near."
Listen one and all, O listen,
the distant sun will again come near.
Do not be anxious!
In the cold of the earth,
in the pale light of the sun,
with the song of hope,
we paint pictures of a new time to come.
99 (10/11/1982) D
BHÁVI NIKO ÁSABE TUMI SHIITER RÁTE
VRIŚT́I JHARÁ SHIITER RÁTE
ESE CHILE ANEK KÁCHE
BOLINI TO ESO KÁCHE ÁRO KÁCHETE
BÁHIRE KAN KANE HAOÁ
SAKAL DVÁREI ÁGAL DEVÁ
ÁGAL KHULE BOLINI TO ESO BHIITARE
ESO GHARER MÁJHETE
VRIŚT́I JHARÁ SHIITER RÁTE
TULE NAYAN MUKHER PÁNE
CÁILE KENO KEI BÁ JÁNE
CHILE TUMI ABHIMÁNE
TAKHAN MÁNI NI
EKAT́I BÁRO BOLINI TO KATHÁ BOLITE
VRIŚT́I JHARÁ SHIITER RÁTE
CALE GELE DÚRE SARE
EKLÁ PATHER SÁTHII KARE
BÁHIRER KAN KANE HAOÁ UPEKŚÁ KARE
EKT́I BÁRO BOLINI TO THÁKO GHARETE
VRIŚT́I JHARÁ SHIITER RÁTE
I did not think,
You would come
on this wintry night.
You came so close,
I did not tell You to come so near,
and yet still nearer.
Outside the biting wind blew
and all the doors were closed.
I did not open the door and tell You,
"Come inside, come inside the house,
on this rainy wintry night."
Your eyes stared at my face.
Who knows why You gazed at me.
I did not know that Your feelings were wounded.
Not even once did I ask You to speak,
on this rainy wintry night.
You went far away on Your lonely path,
heedless of the biting cold outside,
and not even once did I ask You to stay inside,
on this rainy wintry night.
100 (10/11/1982) D
KAMALÁ NEBUR VARŃE GANDHE
NÚTAN CHANDE ESECHO
ÁJ NÚTAN CHANDE ESECHO
HIMÁNIR MÁJHE JHAINJHÁ JAGÁYE
MERU SHIITALATÁ ENECHO
TUMI, MERU SHIITALATÁ ENECHO
NÚTAN CHANDE ESECHO
ÁJ NÚTAN CHANDE ESECHO
AVASAR ÁR NÁHIKO TOMÁR
SHIHARAŃ ÁNO AMEYA APÁR
TUHINER GÁNE KAMPAN ENE
ÁJ, TUHINER GÁNE KAMPANA ENE
LIILÁ KHELÁ KARE CALECHO
TUMI LIILÁ KHELÁ KARE CALECHO
NÚTAN CHANDE ESECHO
ÁJ NÚTAN CHANDE ESECHO
SHOBHÁINJANE PHÚL DHARIÁCHE
BADARI TARURÁ PHALE BHARE GECHE
HIM NIDRÁY JÁRÁ SHUE ÁCHE
ÁJ, HIM NIDRÁY JÁRÁ SHUE ÁCHE
TÁDER KATHÁ KI BHEVECHO
TUMI TÁDER KATHÁ KI BHEVECHO
NÚTAN CHANDE ESECHO
ÁJ NÚTAN CHANDE ESECHO
EI SHIITER NISHIITHE NIIRAVA NIBHRITE
LOKÁTIITA BHÁVE METECHO
TUMI LOKÁTIITA BHÁVE METECHO
NÚTAN CHANDE ESECHO
ÁJ NÚTAN CHANDE ESECHO
With the colour and aroma of oranges,
with new rhythm,
You have arrived today.
Raising blizzards,
You brought chilly cold.
You bring numerous intense tremors without pause.
Today, making the snow quiver with songs,
You play Your divine sport (liila').
Flowers have appeared on the decorative tree.
The plum trees are blossoming.
Today, have You thought of those
lying in deep hibernation?
On this winter night,
in silence and solitude,
You remain absorbed in extramundane,
transcendental thoughts.
101 (11/11/1982) D
SHITER SHEŚETE NAVA PÁTÁ ÁSE
PURÁNORÁ JÁY JHARE
VASANTA ELO DVÁRE
NRITYER TÁLE TÁLE
NRITYER TÁLE, VEŃII UPACIÁ
KABARI KHASIÁ PAŔE
VASANTA ELO DVÁRE
SHIITER SHEŚE APUŚPA TARU
KALITE BHARIÁ PAŔE
VASANTA ELO DVÁRE
TUŚÁR GALIBE, EI BHAROSÁY
ANKUR SAB HÁSI MUKHE CÁY
PÁKHIRÁ KULÁE TAVA GÁN GÁY
NAVA SÁJ SAB PARE
VASANTA ELO DVÁRE
SHITER SHEŚETE NAVA PÁTÁ ÁSE
PURÁNORÁ JÁY JHARE
VASANTA ELO DVÁRE
At the end of winter,
new leaves unfold,
and old leaves fall.
Spring has come to the door
in the rhythm of dance,
with loosened braids and disheveled hair.
At the end of winter,
the bare trees burst into bloom.
"The snow will melt!"
with this hope
sprouts peep out with a smile.
Dressed in their new garments,
the birds in their nests sing Your songs.
Spring has come to the door.
102 (11/11/1982) D
ASHOKE PALÁSHE NAVA ULLÁSE
RTURÁJA ÁJ ÁSE
MALAY PAVANE SAGHAN SVAPANE
PHULER PARÁG BHÁSE
RTURÁJA ÁJ ÁSE
PHULER SUVÁS SAUNGE ENECHE
SAKAL MÁDHURI LUT́YE DIYECHE
VISHVA NIKHILE KAVOŚŃANILE
PRÁŃER PRADIIP HÁSE
RITURÁJ ÁJ ÁSE
VARŃA CHAT́ÁY TAVA MAHIMÁY
DHARÁ BHÁSE ULLÁSE
RTURÁJ ÁJ ÁSE
With the new delight,
in the ashoka and palash trees,
the king of seasons has today come.
In the southern breeze,
in the deepest dream,
in the pollen that wafts through the air,
the king of seasons has today come.
Spring has brought the fragrance of blossoms,
spreading sweetness all around.
In this boundless universe,
in the gentle breeze,
the lamp of life is smiling.
With the colourful radiance of Your glory
the whole world floats in delight,
for the king of seasons has today come.
103 (11/11/1982) D
VASANTA ÁJ JÁGLO
ÁMRA MUKUL BAKUL SHIMUL PÁRUL PALÁSHE
PHULER VANER ANÁHÚTA RABÁHUTER PÁSHE
ÁMRA MUKUL BAKUL SHIMUL PÁRUL PALÁSHE
ESO BANDHU ÁMRÁ SABÁI
TOMÁR TÁLE TÁL DIYE JÁI
TOMÁR CHANDE CHANDA MILÁI
NÚTAN PARIVESHE
SAKALER SAKÁSHE
ÁMRA MUKUL BAKUL SHIMUL PÁRUL PALÁSHE
PHULE BHARE JÁOÁ KÁNCAN VANE
KOKIL METECHE NÚTANER GÁNE
PHÚLER SUVÁSE SEI GÁN ÁJ
TOMÁ PÁNE JÁY BHESE
ANÁVILA ÁVESHE
ÁMRA MUKUL BAKUL SHIMUL PÁRUL PALÁSHE
Spring has awakened today,
in the mango blossoms and mimusops,
in the cotton flowers,
in the parul and palash trees
and in the wildflowers of the forest.
Come, O Lord, let us all move
in cadence with You,
blending our rhythms with Yours,
in this fresh and new atmosphere.
In the bauhannia garden, full of flowers,
the cuckoo bursts into the song of the new.
In the fragrance of flowers,
that song floats towards You today,
in absorption pure and profound.
104 (12/11/1982) K
NRITYER TÁLE TÁLE NRITYER CHANDE
OI ÁSE VASANTA OI ÁSE
KUÁSHÁY D́HÁKÁ TARU ÁLO JHALAMALA HOYE
NAVA KISHALAYE PHULE PUNAH HÁSE
OI ÁSE VASANTA OI ÁSE
VAN PHÚL ÁBHARAŃE SÁRÁ TANU D́HÁKIÁ
ÁLU THÁLU ELO KESH ÁKÁSHE MELIÁ
PÚRVASHÁ NRITYER CHANDE CHUT́IÁ CALE
SUSHOBHANÁ PRAKRTI MADHUMÁSE
OI ÁSE VASANTA OI ÁSE
MALAYER D́HEU ÁSE UŚŃA JALADHI HÁSE
SARE JÁOÁ MADHURIMÁ PHIRE ÁSE
JÁR EI MADHURIMÁ JÁHÁR EI GARIMÁ
TÁHÁR KATHÁT́I MANE SADÁ BHÁSE
OI ÁSE VASANTA OI ÁSE
NRITYER TÁLE TÁLE NRITYER CHANDE
OI ÁSE VASANTA OI ÁSE
In the cadence of dance,
in the rhythm of dance,
spring comes and comes.
The fog shrouded trees now glitter with light
and again smile.
New flowers and leaves cover the earth's body
with ornaments of wildflowers,
spreading their disheveled hair all over the sky.
Spring rushes in the rhythm
of the purvasha* dance,
adorning nature with beauty
In this month of sweetness,
spring comes and comes.
Waves of sea breeze waft aloft.
The warm ocean laughs and smiles;
all departed charms return again.
The one who is the source
of this sweetness and splendour
in thoughts of Him the mind blissfully floats.
- an oriental dance with quick, fleeting movements
105 (12/11/1982) K
ÁJI, VASANTA PAVANE LIILÁYITA CARAŃE
NECE JÁI
NECE JÁI JHARAŃÁ SAMA
ÁJI, NECE JÁI JHARAŃÁ SAMA
NIRMEGHA GAGANE AINJITA NAYANE
ENKE JÁI
ENKE JÁI MÁDHURI MAMA
NECE JÁI
NECE JÁI JHARAŃÁ SAMA
ÁJI, NECE JÁI JHARAŃÁ SAMA
ÁJ, EGIYE CALI TAVA CHANDE
SURABHITA HOI TAVA GANDHE
HÁSIÁ BEŔÁI ÁNANDE
RAINJITA KARI PATH KINSHUKA RAINJANE
TAVA LÁGI ANTARTAMA
NECE JÁI
NECE JÁI JHARAŃÁ SAMA
ÁJI, NECE JÁI JHARAŃÁ SAMA
ÁJ EGIE CALÁY NÁHI BÁDHÁ
MOR HIÁ TAVA HÁRE GÁNTHÁ
MOR GÁN TAVA SURE SÁDHÁ
ÁJ PIK TÁNE MADHU GÁNE
SAB KICHU MOR BHESE JÁY
BHESE JÁY JÁR PÁNE
TÁKE NAMO NAMO, NAMAH
NECE JÁI
NECE JÁI JHARAŃÁ SAMA
ÁJI, NECE JÁI JHARAŃÁ SAMA
Today, in the vernal breeze,
on graceful feet,
I dance like a fountain.
With my colourful vision
I decorate the cloudless sky,
painting it with all my sweetness.
Today, I move and move in Your rhythm
and perfume myself with Your divine fragrance.
I move along in laughter and joy.
With palash blossoms, I colour the path crimson,
for You only, Lord of my innermost heart.
Today, no obstacles obstruct our path.
Into Your garland my heart is woven.
With Your melody my song is in harmony.
Today, in the cuckoo's sweet song,
my whole mind floats along.
And to the one towards whom it floats,
I offer my deepest salutation.
Today, in the vernal breeze
with playful footsteps
I dance on and on, like a fountain I dance.
In the cloudless sky, with decorated eyes,
I am painting with all
the sweetness of my mind.
Today I am moving ahead in Your rhythm.
I am perfumed by Your fragrance
In a joyful spirit I am wandering.
O my dearest Lord!
For You I have coloured the path
with guelderroses.
Today I have no obstacles
for my onward movement.
My heart is threaded in Your melody.
Today, with the call of the cuckoo,
with the sweet song,
everything of mine floats away,
floats towards that divine one
to whom I give my salutations.
106 (13/11/1982) D
PHULER SÁJI SÁTHE NIYE
KE ELO GO KE ELO
GÁNER MÁLÁ HÁTE NIYE
SURER SROTE BHÁSÁLO
BAKUL BELÁ CHOKH MELE CÁY
MADHUP PUŚPA NESHÁ DHARÁY
BHRAMAR KATHÁ SHONÁTE CÁY
MADHUR GANDHE MÁTÁLO
KE ELO GO KE ELO
DÚR ÁKÁSHER TÁRÁ HÁSE
PHULER PARÁG HAOÁY BHÁSE
PRÁŃER PARÁG TÁTE MISHE
VISHVA BHUVAN RÁNGÁLO
KE ELO GO KE ELO
SUDIIRGHA KÁL BASE BASE
CHINU JÁHÁR ÁSÁR ÁSHE
SE EI PRÁTE NIJER HÁTE
VASANTA DOL DOLÁLO
KE ELO GO KE ELO
PHULER SÁJI SÁTHE NIYE
KE ELO GO KE ELO
Bearing with Him a flower basket,
who came, O who came?
With a garland of songs in His hand,
He set me afloat on His stream of melody.
The mimusops jasmine blossoms have opened their eyes.
The Indian olive scatters joyous intoxication.
The black bee tries to speak,
intoxicated with sweet fragrance.
In the distant sky the stars are smiling
and pollen float in the air,
blending with the pollen of life.
The vast universe has become scarlet red.
For a long time I sat and waited
until the one whom I awaited,
with His own hand, rocked the cradle of song.
Who came, O Lord, who came?
107 (13/11/1982) D
VASANTA ÁJ HÁSALO
SHUDHU HÁSI KHUSHI EI DHARAŃIITE
PHULER MIŚT́I CÁHANITE
PHULER MADHUR MADHUTE
ÁJ CHUT́E JÁI CALO DYULOKER PÁNE
CHANDE O GÁNE KEKÁ PIK TÁNE
MUCHE PHELE DÁO SAB MALINATÁ
D́ÁK DEY PÁKHI MADHU RÁTE
RITU RÁJ ÁJ DVÁRE SAMÁGAT
KORAKERÁ ÁJ SADÁ JÁGRATA
SARÁIÁ DÁO SAKAL JAŔATÁ
PRÁŃER ÚŚŃA PRAVÁHETE
SHUDHU HÁSI KHUSHI EI DHARAŃIITE
PRÁŃER PARASHE SAB KICHU HÁSE
SAB KICHU BHÁSE TÁRI SHROTE
SHUDHU HÁSI KHUSHI EI DHARAŃIITE
Spring smiles today and on the earth there is only joy.
With the sweet look of flowers,
with the sweet nectar of flowers,
let us rush towards the celestial realm.
With the rhythms and songs of cuckoos and peacocks,
let all impurities be removed.
In the sweetness of the night the bird sends forth its call.
On the earth there is only joy.
The king of the seasons has come to the door,
and, with the warm current of life,
has awakened flower buds and removed all dullness.
On the earth there is only joy.
With the touch of life everything smiles,
and in His current everything flows.
108 (14/11/1982) D
RAODRER KHARATÁPE
GRIIŚMER DÁVA DÁHE
BELÁ MALATIR SNIGDHA SAMIIR
KICHU SHIITALATÁ ÁNE
MAN ÁRO SHIITALATÁ CÁHE
GRIIŚMER DÁV DÁHE
SAHAKÁR SHÁKHÁ BHÁRETE ÁNATA
THARE THARE PHALE JAMBUK NATA
PRACAND́A TÁP SAHE NÁ JE ÁR
MAN SADÁ EI KAHE
GRIIŚMER DÁV DÁHE
NAESH VÁTÁSE KUSUM SUVÁSE
SE KICHU UPSHAM ÁNE
MAN ÁRO UPSHAM CÁHE
GRIIŚMER DÁV DÁHE
SHATA JANAMER SHATA KLESH JATA
GRIIŚMETE JENO HOLO EKIIBHÚTA
RUDRA DEVATÁ VRIŚT́I NÁMÁO
MAN SADÁ EI KAHE
GRIIŚMER DÁV DÁHE
In the gruelling heat of the sun,
in the summer's scorching heat,
the jasmine, the white creeper,
and the soothing breeze,
bring at last some cooling freshness.
But the mind want still more coolness,
in the summer's sweltering heat.
The mango branches are laden with fruits,
the blackberries hang low on the branches
this terrible heat we can no longer endure.
The mind always thinks of the summer's scorching heat.
The fragrance of flowers in the cool night breeze
brings some relief but the mind wants more
in the summer's sweltering heat.
All the countless torments of countless lives
have collected together in summer
and the mind constantly calls
"O awesome Lord, send rain showers!",
in the scorching heat of the summer.
109 (14/11/1982) D
BANDHU, TOMÁR GOPAN KATHÁ
KAYE JÁO MOR KÁNE KÁNE
KÁNE KÁNE
GRIIŚMA KÁLER SABÁR VYATHÁ
JÁNÁO ÁMÁY GÁNE GÁNE
GÁNE GÁNE
KAYE JÁO MOR KÁNE KÁNE
KÁNE KÁNE
PHUT́ALO JE PHUL SE JÁY PUŔE
PHOT́ENI JE JÁY SE JHARE
ARDHA PATHE NADIIR DHÁRÁ
VÁŚPETE JÁY UŔE
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
E KII SHUDHU ÁMÁR VYATHÁ
JIIVER VYATHÁ,
E KII NAY TOMÁR VYATHÁ SAB KHÁNE
KAYE JÁO MOR KÁNE KÁNE
KÁNE KÁNE
TRIŃER ÁNKUR JÁGITE CÁY
JÁGE NÁ SE DÁHERI BHAY
TUŚÁR PUINJA ÚŚŃATÁTE
ASHRU HOYE BAY
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
E KII SHUDHU ÁMÁR VYATHÁ
JIIVER VYATHÁ
E KII NAY TOMÁR VYATHÁ SAB KHÁNE
KAYE JÁO MOR KÁNE KÁNE
KÁNE KÁNE
Whisper Your secrets into my ears,
O supreme friend.
The sufferings of all in summer
convey to me in Your songs,
in Your songs, in Your songs.
The flower blossoms have burned and dried,
and the unopened buds have fallen on the path.
The river's flow evaporates in the air.
Is this pain only mine, or shared by all creatures?
Lord, whisper into my ears.
The grass sprouts want to awaken,
but do not, for fear of the heat,
and the ice melts in the warmth, like tears.
110 (14/11/1982) D
GRIIŚMÁVAKÁSHE SE YADI ÁSE
DÚ HÁT BHARIÁ DOBO PHÚL
DOBO PHÚL, SHUDHU PHÚL
ARUŃÁKÁSHE, BELÁ CAḾPMÁ PÁSHE
CHANDAMAYA CARAŃ RÁTUL, NIYE
CHANDAMAYA CARAŃRÁTUL
DÚ HÁT BHARIÁ DOBO PHÚL
DOBO PHÚL, SHUDHU PHÚL
KOKIL EKHANO KICHU KATHÁ KAYE
SANDHYÁ SAKÁLE MALAY AJO BAYE
KINSHUKA SHÁKHE PAPIHÁ D́ÁKICHE
VISHUŚKA PRÁY NADII KÚL
DÚ HÁT BHARIÁ DOBO PHÚL
DOBO PHÚL, SHUDHU PHÚL
ASHOK PUŚPA PRÁY JHAROJHARA
SHÁLMALI TARU BIIJE BHAROBHARA
DRÁKŚÁR THOKÁ PHALE THAROTHAR
MÁDHAVI KUNJE PUNJE PUNJE
ÁJ MÁDHAVI KUNJE PUNJE PUNJE
ALI GUNJARE PEYE PHÚL
DÚ HÁT BHARIÁ DOBO PHÚL
DOBO PHÚL, SHUDHU PHÚL
In the summer holidays, if He comes,
I will offer Him flowers in my outstretched palms,
I shall offer flowers, only flowers.
In the crimson sky beside the groves of jasmine and magnolia.
If He comes on His rhythmic, rosy feet,
I shall offer flowers in my outstretched palms.
Even now the cuckoos sing a few notes.
in morning and evening when the sea breeze blows,
on branches of the kimshuka trees,
the papaya bird calls.
The rivers have dried up, almost all.
I shall offer Him flowers, in my outstretched palms.
The sharica indica flowers have almost all fallen.
The silk cotton trees are laden with seeds.
On the grapevine, clusters of grape hang low,
and in the bower of ma'dahavii flowers
swarms of black bees are humming around the blossoms.
I shall offer Him flowers in my outstretched palms.
In the summer holiday season, if He comes,
I will offer handfuls of flowers,
I will give flowers, only flowers.
In the crimson dawn sky
Your rhythmic crimson feet
remain beside the Bela
and Ca'mpaka flowers.
To Your rosy feet I will offer
handfuls of flowers.
Still the cuckoo speaks something.
In the morning and evening
the southern breeze blows.
In the branches of the Kin'shuka tree
the nightingale is calling.
The river bed has almost dried up.
Almost all the flowers of the
Ashoka tree have fallen.
The Sha'lmali tree is full of seeds.
The bunches of grapes
are growing in abundance.
Today, in the Ma'dhavi grove
in the cluster of flowers,
bees are humming
around flower blossoms.
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