PST 0671 - Tumi hariye jaoyar dakhin haoya
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PST 0671 - Tumi hariye jaoyar dakhin haoya
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(Tumi) Háriye jáoyár dakhin háoyá
Phire páoyár álo
Vyathár ráte sántvaná go
Tái to bási bhálo
Nishchidra timir ráte
Svarńapradiip niye háte
Tháko ámár sáthe sáthe
Náshi sakal kálo
Duhkhe tápe vedanáte
Ashru múche nijer háte
Kled kálimá sariye dite
Áshár pradiip jválo
You're the southern wind that had vanished
And the light that reappears.
You're sweet comfort on my nights of anguish,
And that's why I hold You dear.
On my nights of utter darkness,
With a golden lamp in hand,
You stay beside me always,
Removing all my gloom.
In sadness, sorrow, and affliction
My tears are wiped by Your own hand.
To clear away the filthy grime,
You set alight hope's lamp.
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