Sri Chinmoy sings some of his favourite Bengali songs,such as Ore Mor Kheya, Ami Gahi Gan and Ar Katokal Kandbo Mago, accompanied by the harmonium. It was originally released in 1972 as an LP.and was re-released on CD in 2008.

1972 was a significant year for Sri Chinmoy’s manifestation in the West. In 1972, Sri Chinmoy published significant books, such as My Flute; Sri Chinmoy also visited many leading universities to give lectures on the Upanishads. These talks were published in AUM Magazine, which documented some of Sri Chinmoy’s talks and philosophy. For example, AUM July 1972.

We are also fortunate to have Sri Chinmoy’s own translations for some of these songs – in their own right, they are mystical poems with sincere inner feeling. We hope you enjoy both Sri Chinmoy’s singing and the poems these songs manifest.

Here are the translations for some of these songs.

ORE MOR KHEYA

O my boat, O my Boatman,
O message of Transcendental Delight,
Carry me, my heart is thirsty and hungry,
And it is fast asleep at the same time.
Carry my heart to the other shore.
The dance of death I see all around.
The thunder of destruction indomitable I hear.
O my Inner Pilot, You are mine.
You are the Ocean of Compassion infinite,
In You I lose myself,
My all in You I lose.

SHESH KATHATI

My last word You will hear:
With this hope I still exist on earth.
Let me dance in Your Heart always
In the nights of sorrow and in the days of joy.
I feel that the torture of happiness
Is more painful than the torture of sorrow,
For when I am in joy I forget You,
I hurt Your Heart.

AR KATOKAL KANDBO MAGO

How long more shall I cry, Mother?
How long shall I cry in a dark room alone,
loving You?
You know my secret thoughts;
You know my heart’s eagerness.
Why does dark death torture me every day?
How long will You delay, Mother?
How long will You delay?
As Jesus had Mary,
So are You my World-Mother.

EKTI KATHA EKTI SUR

One thought, one tune, one resonance –
Who calls me ever and anon?
I know not where I am,
I know not whither I shall go.
In dark amnesia, myself I buy, myself I sell.
All I break, again all I build.
All I hope to be mine, mine alone.
Alas, my heart is eclipsed by dark and wild destruction-night.
O Bird of Light, O Bird of Light,
With your glowing and flowing flames
Do enter into my heart once again.
You are calling me to climb up and fly into the blue,
But how can I?
My heart is in-prison in the strangled breath of a tiny room.
O Bird of Light, O Bird of Light,
O Bird of Light Supreme,
In me, I pray, keep not an iota of gloom.

AMI GAHI GAN TUMI GAHA BALE

I sing because You sing.
I smile because You smile.
Because You play on the flute,
I have become Your flute.
You play in the depths of my heart.
You are mine, I am Yours.
This is my sole identification.
In one form You are my Mother and Father eternal;
And Consciousness-moon, Consciousness-sun all-pervading.

We are grateful to Sri Chinmoy for his most soulful and illumining offering.

Artist: Sri Chinmoy
Release year: 2008 (1972)A
Duration: 46 minutes
Acknowledgements: Sri Chinmoy
Format: Advanced Audio Coding