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O bujhi Kanu jaiNupur diye pai
Shuni charan dhwaniDure uthichhe rani
Jadi phire takaiRakhal shudhu jai
O bujhi Kanu jaiNayan jena dhai
Je pathe Kanu raiGodhuli bela sheshe
Madhur hasi heseGodhan niye jai
```Translation
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There goes my Beloved, my sweet Lord,the anklets ringing on His Feet.
I hear the music of His Flutevibrating through the horizons.
If ever my cowherd boy should cast a glancebehind Him, still He only goes forward.
Let my eyes follow the track myBeloved treads.
In the twilight hour of the day, with a sweetand serene smile,
Leading the herds of varied light,My cowherd boy goes.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,Garden of love-light, part 2, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1975
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