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(2061)  Ganer bhela bhasiye dilum

I cast adrift a raft of song,
Directed at the sea of music.
Near to You it would travel,
By Your heart's enticement.

Neglecting differences of self and other
Is the song's own litter;
That same crib, to the cosmic cradle
I affixed it, intermingled.

Hey Beloved mine, fit for worship,
At all times to be remembered,
Grant the way of Your effulgence
To this gift of wretchedness.

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