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Phanki diye tomai ami hate chahi baroTai bujhi ma kripa kare amai nahi dharo
Phanki deowa madhur nahe barai piradayiSwarup bhule mitthya krore e pran shajyashayi
```Translation
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On the lap of falsehood, deceiving You,I want to become great.
Is that the reason why, Mother,You do not hold me with Your
boundless Compassion?Deceiving is not a sweet thing; it is full of pain.
Forgetting my soul-reality, my heartlies on the lap of falsehood.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,Garden of love-light, part 3, Agni Press, 1975
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