PS 4781
A'NKHITE ASHRU CHILA KA'JALA BHEJA'
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ÁNKHITE ASHRU CHILO KÁJALBHEJÁ SE BÁDAL RÁTE
KETAKI KESHAR TAKHAN BHÁSATE CHILO SAJAL HAOÁTE BHEJÁ SE BÁDAL RÁTE
JÚTHIKÁ SUVÁS CHAŔIYE D́ÁKATE CHILO HÁT BÁŔIYE DARDURERÁ KII JENO PEYE ULLÁS UT́HECHILO JE METE BHEJÁ SE BÁDAL RÁTE
KÁLO MEGHE KRŚŃA TAMÁL KEKÁR CHANDE PELO JE TÁL UT́HALO NECE ABJA MRIŃÁL SUDÚRER SARPITA GIITE BHEJÁ SE BÁDAL RÁTE
ÁNKHITE ASHRU CHILO KÁJAL BHEJÁ SE BÁDAL RÁTE
Translation
On that cloudy night, wet with dark mark, tears were in the eyes. The pollen of ketakii flower, at that time, floated in the moist air. The juhi flower scattering fragrance, were calling extending the hands. The toads, full of enthusiasm, from unknown source, arose in frenzy. The dark clouds, and black palms, got rhythm with the peacock’s call. The lotus stem arose dancing, with gling song from the far.
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