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Bhuliya Tomare

(1)

bhuliyā tomāre, saḿsāre āsiyā,

peye nānā-vidha byathā

tomāra caraṇe, āsiyāchi āmi,

bolibo duḥkhera kathā


(2)

jananī jaṭhare, chilāma jakhona,

biṣama bandhana-pāśe

eka-bāra prabhu! dekhā diyā more,

vañcile e dīna dāse


(3)

takhona bhāvinu, janama pāiyā,

koribo bhajana tava

janama hoilo, paḍi’ māyā-jāle,

nā hoilo jñāna-lava


(4)

ādarera chele, sva-janera kole,

hāsiyā kāṭānu kāla

janaka jananī-snehete bhuliyā,

saḿsāra lāgilo bhālo


(5)

krame dina dina, bālaka hoiyā,

bhelinu bālaka-saha

āra kichu dine, jnāna upajilo,

pāṭha poḍi ahar-ahaḥ


(6)

vidyāra gaurave, bhrami’ deśe deśe,

dhana uparjana kori

sva-jana pālana, kori eka-mane,

bhulinu tomāre, hari!


(7)

bārdhakye ekhona, bhakativinoda,

kāṇdiyā kātara ati

nā bhajiyā tore, dina bṛthā gelo,

ekhona ki habe gati?


(1) O Lord, forgetting You and coming to this material world, I have experienced a host of sins and sorrows. Now I approach Your lotus feet and submit my tale of woe.


(2) While I was bound up tightly in the unbearable confines of my mother’s womb, O Lord, You once revealed Yourself before me. After appearing briefly, You abandoned this poor servant of Yours.


(3) At that moment I thought, “After my birth this time, I will surely worship You with undivided attention.” But alas, after taking birth I fell into the entangling network of worldly illusions; thus I possessed not even a drop of true knowledge.


(4) As a dear son fondled in the laps of attentive relatives, I passed my time smiling and laughing. The affection of my father and mother helped me forget You still more, and I began to think that the material world was a very nice place.


(5) Day by day I gradually grew into a young boy and began playing with other boys. Soon my powers of understanding emerged, so I diligently studied my school lessons every day.


(6) Proud of my accomplished education, I later traveled from place to place and earned much wealth. Thereby maintaining my family with undivided attention, I forgot You, O Lord Hari!


(7) Now in old age, this Bhaktivinoda very sadly weeps as death approaches. I failed to worship You, O Lord, and instead passed my days in vain. What will be my fate now?

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