(430) Tumi kothay cale jao
Where are You going,
Love of my life, my sweet darling,
Vacating my heart, oh dearest dear?
I've adorned my heartshrine with flowers;
Richly fragrant is that source of ambrosia.
Do not leave, do not leave;
Pay heed to my yearning.
My life capers to the rhythm of Your dance;
In the pulse of Your tune I've been fused.
Don't withdraw, don't withdraw;
I am Your harmonic chord.[1]
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Can harmony exist in absence of a dominant tune?
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