Prabhata Samgiita - № 468 MORA' MUKTA BHU'MIR MEYE by Shrii Shrii Anandamurti -ji | Текст песни

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• № 468 MORA' MUKTA BHU'MIR MEYE by Shrii Shrii Anandamurti -ji

Morá mukta bhúmir meye
D́uḿri páháŕe jharńa dháre
Joŕer kináre ghiiri nece geye.
Kadam palásh niye kari go khelá
Sárá diner belá
Mahul kuliri shiital cháye.
Bánká banapathe jete jete
Khonpáy nite gánthi málá.
Moder chande gáne
Maner khushiri sane.
Baner harin dekhe ceye
Morá Param Puruśeri meye.

We are the daughters of the land of liberation.
Singing and dancing over slopes and hills,
Beside sparkling fountains and streams.
We play the whole day long with kadama and pulash flowers,
Along lanes lined with shady mahuá trees.
We weave garlands into our hair,
Walking on the meandering forest paths.
The forest deer rejoice to see
Our joyful song and dance.
We are the blessed daughters of Parama Puruśa.