4 (18/9/1982) K MADHUR GIITI

SAKAL MANER VIIŃÁ EK SURE BÁJE ÁJ
SAKAL HRDAYE SAORABHA 2

NANDANA MADHU SÁJE ELE TUMI DHARÁ MÁJHE 2
DILE SABE EK ANUBHAVA 2

SAKAL MANER VIIŃÁ EK SURE BÁJE ÁJ
SAKAL HRDAYE SAORABHA 2

CHINŔO NÁ, CHINŔO NÁ, E KUSUMA MÁLÁKHÁNI
MAMATÁR SÁRÁ VAEBHAVA 2

SAKAL MANER VIIŃÁ EK SURE BÁJE ÁJ
SAKAL HRDAYE SAORABHA

ESO TUMI ÁRO KÁCHE, ÁRO KÁCHE, ÁRO KÁCHE 2
NIYE JÁO JÁHÁ KICHU SAB

SAKAL MANER VIIŃÁ EK SURE BÁJE ÁJ
SAKAL HRDAYE SAORABHA

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.