LYRIC

Kena bháunga gara liilá kara
Keu tá jáne ná;
Kena vajra hána káche tána
Bujhte pári ná.

Acha mane ácha práňe ácha
Jiņáne ácha dhyáne;
Karmasháláy marmadoláy
Kara ánágona.

Nikaś kálo rauner álo,
Mor nayane lágáo bhála;
Jinánáinjane dhiisarjane
Pái ná siimáná.

Why You create and destroy and play Your divine games,
No one knows.
Why You strike me with lightning, yet draw me near,
I fail to comprehend.

You are in my mind, You are in my life,
You are in my awareness, You are in my meditation,
In this cosmic workshop, in the stirring of my heart,
You enter and exit in an eternal sequence.

The blackest of black, the splendour of colours
Felt lovely and sweet to my eyes;
Even with the ointment of knowledge, with wit and creativity,
I fail to find Your limits.

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