(1119) Ei bhalabasa bhara madhu sandhyay
On this sweet, love-filled evening,
To some far-off place, mind drifts away.
Many a rose has bloomed in forests aplenty;
A rose has also bloomed at Your rosy feet.
Upon such beauty my heart and soul grow faint;
My eyes, they don't want to disengage.
Many stars have risen in the distant heavens;
To Your song of love a voice they give.
Those stars keep falling, such a burden!
So much love, oh will it get forgotten?
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