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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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