A winsome liberation

(3059)  Tomare ceyechi mor kache kache

Yourself I have craved so very nigh
At this festival of light...
Music full of tune and rhyme
With this lifetime's wine.

In the universe none is praiseworthy as You;
So I keep saying: "beyond and free from attribute".
We obtain the aggregate of all virtues
By the realization only Thine.

We don't find compassion like unto You;
Ever You continue playing mercy's lute.
In the sky of mind we gain liberty and final rescue
Upon Mohan's^[1] coming into sight.

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