PS 4709
TOMA'Y BHEVE BHA'LOVESE HAYE GECHI A'PANAHA'RA'
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TOMÁY BHEVE, BHÁLOBESE HOYEGECHI ÁPAN HÁRÁ
RÚPER RASER E SAḾSÁRE SAB KICHUTEI TUMI BHARÁ JÁ NEI BHÁVI TÁ TUMI SABI
JÁ ÁCHE TÁ TOMÁR CHAVI UDAY ASTER, UDAY ASTER UDAY ASTER UDAY ASTER DUT́II RAVI CHAŔÁY TOMÁR RAUNGER DHÁRÁ HOYE GECHI ÁPAN HÁRÁ
ATIITE KI CHILO JÁNINÁ BHAVIŚYATE KI THÁKABE NÁ O SAB BHEVE, O SAB BHEVE O SAB BHEVE KÁLA KÁT́ÁI NÁ BHÁVI KEU NEI TUMI CHÁŔÁ HOYE GECHI ÁPAN HÁRÁ
TOMÁY BHEVE, BHÁLOBESE HOYEGECHI ÁPAN HÁRÁ
Translation
Thinking of You, of Your love I lost myself.
You pervade the form and flow of the world. Even those things beyond my imagination, are also You. Whatever exists, has Your lustre.
The sun, in its rising and setting shares Your colourful flow.
The past I do not know, nor what will be. I don’t spend time worrying about all these things. I leave behind any thought other than this:
that there is only You.
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