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m (Text replacement - "Prabhat Samgiita.<ref name="PRS Vol3">" to "Prabhat Samgiita.<ref name="PSV13">{{cite book|last=Sarkar|first=Prabhat Ranjan|title=Prabhat Samgiita – Songs 1201-1300|publisher=AmRevolution, Inc.|others=Translated by Acarya Abhidevananda Avadhuta|location=Tel Aviv|year=2018|ASIN=B07LDH87YK|ISBN=9781386807537}}</ref><ref name="PRS Vol3">") |
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I | I have come to a new land | ||
With new color and new climate... | |||
It's a new environment. | |||
Here the sky is of a blue more deep; | |||
With mind it is in greater harmony. | |||
Birds' chirping in the lonesome woods, | |||
It stirs with newborn passion. | |||
From floral scent and verdant craze, | |||
Mind goes racing to a distant place. | |||
A lost tune in an unknown tongue, | |||
A lost | It makes me dance in exultation. | ||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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