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Sabar majhe prabhu tomar tomar pete dekhaJatri ami ratri sheshe jachchi chole eka
Photar age jhare je phul sathi amarShesab mukul
Nahi jani amar bhale ki je achhe lekhaNahoi ami nai dekhibo tomar pada rekha
Jhara phuler motoi ami jharbo sheshe ekhaTate amar ki ase jai balo tomar paye
Nitya pranipat```
Translation
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O Lord, to see You in the heart of everyone,I the traveller am alone
Walking along the road of Eternity.The flowers that drop
Before they are blossomedHave become my friends.
I know not what is written on my forehead.No matter if my life ends
Like a flower before it is blossomedOr my life ends before I have seen Your Feet,
I know I shall always bow to You. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,Supreme, Teach Me How To Cry, Agni Press, 1975
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