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Lyrics of Man Ke Kore Kaagz Pe Tasveer Khinch Lo Raam Ki - मन के कोरे कागज़ पे तस्वीर खींच लो राम की
shri ram ram shri ram
man ke kore kagaj pe tasvir khich lo ram ki
man ke kore kagaj pe tasvir khich lo ram ki
kankar se shankar tak gaye mahima jinke nam ki
man ke kore kagaj pe tasvir khich lo ram ki
suraj jaisa tej hai mukh pe or chanda ka salonapan
suraj jaisa tej hai mukh pe or chanda ka salonapan
kesh hai kale megh ho jaise mastak jaise nile gagan
nain kamal bhohe kamaal si nain kamal bhohe kamaal si
hotho pe chawi muskan ki
man ke kore kagaj pe tasvir khich lo ram ki
parwat sa hai waksh ram ka bal agadh hai baho me
parwat sa hai waksh ram ka bal agadh hai baho me
har tirth hai devlaye le hai inke charan ki chaw me
rang sawla khile ang pe rang sawla khile ang pe
sobha jaise sham ki man ke kore kagaj pe tasvir khich lo ram ki
mathe tilak kan me kundal shish mukut man ko mohe
mathe tilak kan me kundal shish mukut man ko mohe
gale vejainti mal viraaje pitambar tan pe sohe
dhum machi hai teen lok me dhum machi hai teen lok me
do akshar ke nam ki man ke kore kagaj pe tasvir khich lo ram ki
kankar se shankar tak gaye mahima jinke nam ki
man ke kore kagaj pe tasvir khich lo ram ki
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Man Ke Kore Kaagz Pe Tasveer Khinch Lo Raam Ki
Rama, Rama, Rama, dear Rama,
On the blank page of the heart, draw His form.
On the blank page of the heart, draw His form.
From stone, a Shiva made, such glory in His name,
On the blank page of the heart, draw His form.
Like the sun, His face ablaze, moon's gentle grace it holds,
Like the sun, His face ablaze, moon's gentle grace it holds,
Dark hair, a storm cloud's shadow, brow like the heavens unfold.
Eyes like lotuses, brows of grace, eyes like lotuses, brows of grace,
Lips that bloom with a smile's ease.
On the blank page of the heart, draw His form.
Like mountains, Rama's chest expands, strength in His arms resides,
Like mountains, Rama's chest expands, strength in His arms resides,
Every sacred place, a temple, in the shade where He abides.
Dark the hue, on limbs that gleam, dark the hue, on limbs that gleam,
Like twilight's beauty He presides. On the blank page of the heart, draw His form.
Mark upon His brow, earrings in His ears, crown that steals the mind,
Mark upon His brow, earrings in His ears, crown that steals the mind,
Garland of victory at His throat, robes of yellow that unwind.
Tumult rings in every realm, tumult rings in every realm,
For the two-syllable design. On the blank page of the heart, draw His form.
From stone, a Shiva made, such glory in His name,
On the blank page of the heart, draw His form.
This Poetic Translation, in English, has been provided mainly for those users who do not understand Hindi. This is a basic translation and could have minor mistakes. Thanks.
