কী সুর বাজে আমার প্রাণে
Ki shoor baje amar praane
What melodies play deep within,
It is simply I who realizes,
It is my heart which perceives.
Why do I lie sleepless,
From whom what gems do I seek,
Why intently do I gaze at the path?
It is simply I who realizes,
It is my heart which perceives.
Dawn nears my doorsteps,
Dusk draws on the forest greens,
A flute resonates incessantly
Inhibiting all my chores.
The unknown flutist, who is he,
What strange rhythms does he play?
It is simply I who realizes,
It is my heart which perceives.
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