TEXT 44
TEXT 44
gaṅgā-tīre vṛkṣa-mūle piṇḍāra upare
vasiyachena--yena koṭī sūryodaya kare
vasiyachena--yena koṭī sūryodaya kare
Перевод
Sitting on a rock under a tree on the bank of the Ganges, Lord Nityānanda seemed as effulgent as hundreds and thousands of rising suns.
ган̇га̄-тӣре вр̣кша-мӯле пин̣д̣а̄ра упаре
васийа̄чхена — йена кот̣ӣ сӯрйодайа каре
васийа̄чхена — йена кот̣ӣ сӯрйодайа каре
gaṅgā-tīre vṛkṣa-mūle piṇḍāra upare
vasiyachena--yena koṭī sūryodaya kare
vasiyachena--yena koṭī sūryodaya kare
Перевод
Сидя на камне под деревом на берегу Ганги, Господь Нитьянанда сиял, как сотни тысяч восходящих солнц.
Перевод
Sitting on a rock under a tree on the bank of the Ganges, Lord Nityānanda seemed as effulgent as hundreds and thousands of rising suns.