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Jiban kusum shukaiya jaiJharibar age phire phire chai
Amito chinina se chine amaiKato bhabe kato gane
Se je mor prane taneChali tar sathe na jani kothai
```Translation
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The flower of life withersBefore it properly blossoms.
I do not desire a similar lifeBut life knows me quite well.
In various ways,In various songs, it calls me.
It tries to draw me towards it.Alas, finally I surrender.
And now I do not know,For I do not know where I am going.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,Illumination-Song and Liberation-Dance, part 5, Agni Press, 1981
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