4599 (06/03/1989) K (Prout)
ULKÁ ASHANI BAHICHE VAHNI,
SAPHAŃA KÁLO SARPA,
JAGÁO MÁNAVATÁ NÁSHO DÁNAVATÁ
ÁSURII SHAKTI KARO KHARVA,
SAPHAŃA KÁLO SARPA,
E ÁKÁSHA E VÁTÁSA SVAYAMPRAKÁSHA,
ÁÁ
E ÁKÁSHA E VÁTÁSA SVAYAMPRAKÁSHA,
SABÁR TARE DILO VIDHÁTÁ,
TÁRAKÁ KHACITA NABHAH AVÁRITA,
SHYÁMAL SHAŚPE DHARÁ DHÁTÁ,
SABÁKÁR TARE BHÁI ESO TÁI MISHE JÁI,
SABÁI SABÁR MORÁ GARVA,
SAPHAŃA KÁLO SARPA,
SAINCAY UPSAINCAY JÁ RAHE CHE,
MÁNUŚER TARE TÁ YATHEŚT́A,
MITHYE KÁŔÁKÁŔI HÁNÁHÁNI HOYECHE
HOYECHE KŚATI ANIŚT́A,
ÁJ PÚRVÁKÁSHE JE RAVI HESECHE,
TÁR ÁLOY SAB MAN BHARÁBO,
ATIITE JÁ HOYENI TÁ KARABO
SAPHAŃA KÁLO SARPA,
ULKÁ ASHANI BAHICHE VAHNI,
SAPHAŃA KÁLO SARPA,
The meteorites, and lightning carry fire, the serpents have raised hood. O Lord, awaken humanity and destroy the ghastly devil, annihilating the horrendous power. This sky and this air is self luminous. Given by the God for all. The star studded sky envelops the green, fresh earth. O brothers, come together for all, I have honor for all which are for all. Whatever is provided and accumulated is sufficient for all human beings. Uselessly the grabbing and killings occurs and losses and destruction takes place. Today in the eastern sky the sun that smiles, with that illumination, I shall fill the minds of all.
Whatever has not happened in the past, that I shall do.
4725 (30/01/1990) D (Prout)
JÁDER/ JABE? KEU CHILO NÁ
SHUNATE KATHÁ,
KEU CHILO NÁ T́ÁNATE KÁCHE,
TÁDER KATHÁ SHUNATE ELE,
ÁSAN NILE TÁDER MÁJHE,
KEU CHILO NÁ T́ÁNATE KÁCHE,
DIVASA GECHE RÁTRI GECHE,
ANÁHÁRE LOKA MARECHE,
ROGE YANTRAŃÁTE DHUNKECHE,
TÁDER KATHÁ BOLALE NIJE
KEU CHILO NÁ T́ÁNATE KÁCHE,
BOBÁ CHILO ASHIKŚÁTE,
ÁVÁSA VIHIIN VARŚÁ RÁTE,
NICU MÁTHÁ DIINATÁTE,
BOLALE PROUT́ SABÁRI JE
KEU CHILO NÁ T́ÁNATE KÁCHE,
JÁDER/ JABE? KEU CHILO NÁ
SHUNATE KATHÁ,
KEU CHILO NÁ T́ÁNATE KÁCHE,
TÁDER KATHÁ SHUNTE ELE,
ÁSAN NILE TÁDER MÁJHE,
There were those who had no one to listen to them,
no one to hold them close.
You came to listen,
pulling up a seat among them.
Days and nights dragged on,
with people dying of starvation,
gasping for breath,
seized by the agony of disease.
You spoke up for them.
They were mute due to their ignorance;
they had no shelter on rainy nights,
and were weighed down by poverty.
You said, “PROUT exists for all.”
4795 (09/03/1990) PROUT SONG
E GÁN THÁMIBE NÁ,
E DÁBI DAMIBE NÁ
PATH BENDHE DILO ÁLOKOJJVALA
PROUT́ERA PREŚAŃÁ
SAHYA KARECHI YUGA YUGA DHARE,
SAHYER SIIMÁ GELO BHENGE PAŔE,
DÁNAV ÁJIO BHRUBHAUNGI KARE
NIITIVÁDII UNMANÁ
PÚRVA DIGANTE ARUŃ ESECHE,
KÁLER KÁLIMÁ SARIYÁ JE GECHE,
VIŚÁDERA PAR ÁLOK JHARICHE
ÁR DERI SAHIBE NÁ
This song will not stop.
This suppression will not continue.
PROUT is the illuminated path to follow.
We have endured suffering for eras.
The limits of tolerance have now broken down.
Up to the present day,
the demons have been browbeating.
The moralists are in unrest.
The sun rises in the east.
The era of darkness is about to end.
Light falls after pain.
We cannot bear any further delay.
Lead image from Al Jazeera – Rohingya refugee children queue for aid in Cox”s Bazar, Bangladesh [Cathal]