الفصل 11, Slok 44
🗣 المتحدث: arjunaBG 11.44
البيت الشعري الأصلي
tasmAtpraNamya praNidhAya kAyaM prasAdaye tvAmahamIzamIDyam | piteva putrasya sakheva sakhyuH priyaH priyAyArhasi deva soDhum ||11-44||
الترجمة الصوتية
tasmātpraṇamya praṇidhāya kāyaṃ prasādaye tvāmahamīśamīḍyam . piteva putrasya sakheva sakhyuḥ priyaḥ priyāyārhasi deva soḍhum ||11-44||
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الوزن الشعري:उपेन्द्रवज्रा
النبضات: 69
التعليقات
Swami Adidevananda
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الترجمة
11.44 Therefore, bowing down, prostrating the body. I implore Your mercy, O adorable Lord. As a father hears with his son or a friend with his friend, it is meet, O Lord, that You, who are dear to me, should bear with me who am dear to You.