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'''''Je agun mane jvele diye gele''''' is the [[List of songs of Prabhat Samgiita|1851<sup>st</sup> song]] of [[Prabhat Ranjan Sarkar|Prabhat Ranjan Sarkar's]] [[Prabhat Samgiita]].<ref name="PRS Vol4">{{cite book|last=Sarkar|first=Prabhat Ranjan|title=Prabhat Samgiita Volume 4|edition=2nd|location=Kolkata|year=1999|publisher=Ananda Marga Publications|editor=Acarya Vijayananda Avadhuta|language=Bengali|isbn=81-7252-160-X}}</ref> | '''''Je agun mane jvele diye gele''''' is the [[List of songs of Prabhat Samgiita|1851<sup>st</sup> song]] of [[Prabhat Ranjan Sarkar|Prabhat Ranjan Sarkar's]] [[Prabhat Samgiita]].<ref name="PSV19">{{cite book|last=Sarkar|first=Prabhat Ranjan|title=Prabhat Samgiita – Songs 1801-1900|publisher=[[AmRevolution, Inc.]]|others=Translated by [[Abhidevananda|Acarya Abhidevananda Avadhuta]]|location=Tel Aviv|year=2021|ISBN=9781393595281}}</ref><ref name="PRS Vol4">{{cite book|last=Sarkar|first=Prabhat Ranjan|title=Prabhat Samgiita Volume 4|edition=2nd|location=Kolkata|year=1999|publisher=Ananda Marga Publications|editor=Acarya Vijayananda Avadhuta|language=Bengali|isbn=81-7252-160-X}}</ref> | ||
== Lyrics == | == Lyrics == | ||
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The fire You kept lighting within psyche, | |||
it | Putting out that fire, it became a problem. | ||
On gaining even [[:wikipedia:Tilaka|sandal's]] cool soothing, | |||
Its burning sensation does not get forgotten. | |||
The bloom does not bring any sweet beauty; | |||
Mental bees have no taste for its honey. | |||
At the night moonlit, I don't go on knitting | |||
Rosy dreams of a place heavenly. | |||
Yours is the magic matchstick; | |||
Earth and heaven they are dancing to it. | |||
Illusion's looking glass that You've built, | |||
In it do the three worlds sparkle. | |||
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