Asha Mor Halo Ghor Nirasha
by Sri Chinmoy |
April 11 1976 |
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Lyrics
Asha mor halo ghor nirasha Tabu prane raje puta pipasa Asha tumi bujhi habe hatasha E jibane ache shudhu kuasa
Translation
My hope has become hopeless frustration today.
Yet I enjoy pure thirst for the unknown Beyond.
O my hope, it seems that you have become
helplessly poor, weak, an orphan.
This life of mine has nothing but tenebrous fog.
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