Mukhar prate niirav kena: Difference between revisions

Jump to navigation Jump to search
(Song 541)
 
m (Retranslated and removed PSUC flag)
Line 1: Line 1:
{{PSUC}}
{{#seo:
{{#seo:
|keywords=Prabhat Samgiita,Prabhata Samgiita,Prabhat Samgiit,Prabhat Sangeeta,Prabhat Sangeet,longing
|keywords=Prabhat Samgiita,Prabhata Samgiita,Prabhat Samgiit,Prabhat Sangeeta,Prabhat Sangeet,longing
Line 61: Line 60:
</poem>
</poem>
| <poem>
| <poem>
O lord,
On a boisterous morn, why be still;
why do you remain silent
Won't You speak Your mind to me?
amidst the sounds of this morning?
One who gave to You his everything,
Share with me your feelings.
Why keep aloof even from him?


Why do you keep yourself aloof from me?
On the blue sky of a moonlit night
I have offered my everything to you.
I've diffused the nectar of my life;
And with the gloom of a new moon,
That pitch-black too I have assumed.
Transcending blame and accolade,
In Your melody was the tune I made.


I have poured out the nectar of my life
You are the smile upon my bloom...
into the dark blue sky of this moonlit night;
On happy days, a charming flute,
On the night of the dark moon
On troubled nights, a fete of lights.
I become covered in shadow.
Everything of mine You circumscribe.
 
Beyond praise and eulogy,
I set my tune to your melody.
 
You are the smile of my flowers
and the enchanting flute of delightful days.
You are a festival of light
uplifting sorrowful nights.
My everything is enwrapped by you.
</poem>
</poem>
|}
|}