Sergey Veretennikov Sings

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When you hear the word anahata, you probably think of the anahata chakra. Perhaps some people think of the heart, while others even think of love. But in Sanskrit, the word anahata has no direct connection with these concepts. In Sanskrit, anahata has a somewhat different meaning.

To a greater extent, it refers specifically to sound or vibration. It means that this sound and this vibration cannot be created in this world. In other words, it is something beyond matter. You have probably heard the Zen story in which a master tells his student: "Now go, and when you hear the sound of one hand clapping, you may return. Then I will tell you that you have become enlightened."

This is a paradoxical phrase and a paradoxical task for the student. Because no matter what you think, you can never figure out how it is possible to hear the sound of one hand clapping.

The same is true of anahata. Whatever sounds you hear, they are not like the sound or resonance of anahata. It is something transcendent. And it is precisely in this sense that the words love, heart, and spirituality are associated with anahata. Because love and the soul have no connection with the material world.

But in this particular song of mine, Anahata in Sanskrit does not mean the Anahata chakra. Here, it is much closer to the Zen story in which the student is told to go and hear the sound of one hand. And until you hear this sound of anahata, no sounds will help you come even half a step closer to yourself.

This latest song of mine is a mantra. Most likely, it is more of a practice than a song. Because you hear the words: nada anahata. And if you understand that anahata is a sound that does not exist in this world, then you cannot understand what this song is about at all. How can you hear a nonexistent sound? Nonexistent vibrations? How can you attune yourself to something that does not exist in this world?

But it is precisely such reflections that lead a person to enlightenment—not reflections on something beautiful and lovely in this world. To become spiritual, you need to think about the spiritual. And no matter what beautiful and lovely thing in this material world you think about, it will still be material. Even if it is the most beautiful song in the world.

Nada translates as sound or resonance.

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Performed by: Sergey Veretennikov.
Author of the Sanskrit lyrics: Sergey Veretennikov.
Song title: Nada Anahata

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Translation:​

Nāda… Anāhata…
Resonance… of Anahata…

Nāda… Anāhata…
Resonance… of Anahata…

Ekaṃ spandam…
A single pulsation…

Sanātanam…
Eternal…

Ekaṃ spandam…
A single pulsation…

Sanātanam…
Eternal…


Bīje paśyāmi vṛkṣaṃ suptam,
In the seed I see a sleeping tree.

Bindau īkṣe sindhuṃ pūrṇam,
In a drop I behold the whole ocean.

Laghu-dīpa-śikhāyāṃ sūryaṃ dīptam,
In the tiny flame of a candle I see the radiance of the Sun.

Hṛdaye paśyāmi prema anantam.
In the heart I see infinite love.

Nāda… Anāhata…
Resonance… of Anahata…

Nāda… Anāhata…
Resonance… of Anahata…

Ekaṃ spandam… Sanātanam…
A single pulsation… Eternal…

Ekaṃ spandam… Sanātanam…
A single pulsation… Eternal…

Nāda… Anāhata…
Resonance… of Anahata…

Nāda… Anāhata…
Resonance… of Anahata…

Anāhata…
Sanātanam…


Kṣaṇe jānāmi anantam,
In a moment I know infinity.

Premāśruṣu paśyāmi karuṇām,
In tears of love I see compassion.

Bāla-hāse paśyāmi ānandam,
In a child’s smile I see bliss.

Hṛdaya-spande śṛṇomi viśva-tālam.
In the heartbeat I hear the rhythm of the Universe.

Nāda… Anāhata…
Resonance… of Anahata…

Nāda… Anāhata…
Resonance… of Anahata…

Ekaṃ spandam… Sanātanam…
A single pulsation… Eternal…

Ekaṃ spandam… Sanātanam…
A single pulsation… Eternal…

Nāda… Anāhata…
Resonance… of Anahata…

Nāda… Anāhata…
Resonance… of Anahata…

Nāda… Anāhata…


Rātri-garbhe paśyāmi uṣasam,
In the womb of night I see the dawn.

Mauna-madhye śṛṇomi anāhata-nādam,
In the midst of silence I hear the unborn resonance.

Śvāsa-madhye spṛśāmi jīvanam,
In the breath I touch life.

Viraha-madhye jānāmi milanam.
In separation I come to know reunion.


Nāda Anāhata…
Resonance of Anahata…

Nāda Anāhata…
Resonance of Anahata…

Nāda Anāhata…
Resonance of Anahata…

Nāda Anāhata…
Resonance of Anahata…

Ekaṃ spandam…
A single pulsation…

Sanātanam…
Eternal…

Ekaṃ spandam…
A single pulsation…

Sanātanam…
Eternal…

Anāhata…
Sanātanam…

Anāhata…
Sanātanam…

Nāda… Anāhata…
Resonance… of Anahata…

Nāda… Anāhata…
Resonance… of Anahata…

Ekaṃ spandam… Sanātanam…
A single pulsation… Eternal…

Ekaṃ spandam… Sanātanam…
A single pulsation… Eternal…

Nāda Anāhata…
Resonance of Anahata…

Nāda Anāhata…
Resonance of Anahata…

Ekaṃ spandam…
A single pulsation…

Sanātanam…
Eternal…

Nāda…

Anāhata…

Nāda…

Anāhata…

O-o-om…

Author of the lyrics: Sergey Veretennikov.

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<div class="bbWrapper">When you hear the word anahata, you probably think of the anahata chakra. Perhaps some people think of the heart, while others even think of love. But in Sanskrit, the word anahata has no direct connection with these concepts. In Sanskrit, anahata has a somewhat different meaning. <br /> <br /> To a greater extent, it refers specifically to sound or vibration. It means that this sound and this vibration cannot be created in this world. In other words, it is something beyond matter. You have probably heard the Zen story in which a master tells his student: "Now go, and when you hear the sound of one hand clapping, you may return. Then I will tell you that you have become enlightened."<br /> <br /> This is a paradoxical phrase and a paradoxical task for the student. Because no matter what you think, you can never figure out how it is possible to hear the sound of one hand clapping.<br /> <br /> The same is true of anahata. Whatever sounds you hear, they are not like the sound or resonance of anahata. It is something transcendent. And it is precisely in this sense that the words love, heart, and spirituality are associated with anahata. Because love and the soul have no connection with the material world. <br /> <br /> But in this particular song of mine, Anahata in Sanskrit does not mean the Anahata chakra. Here, it is much closer to the Zen story in which the student is told to go and hear the sound of one hand. And until you hear this sound of anahata, no sounds will help you come even half a step closer to yourself.<br /> <br /> This latest song of mine is a mantra. Most likely, it is more of a practice than a song. Because you hear the words: nada anahata. And if you understand that anahata is a sound that does not exist in this world, then you cannot understand what this song is about at all. How can you hear a nonexistent sound? Nonexistent vibrations? How can you attune yourself to something that does not exist in this world?<br /> <br /> But it is precisely such reflections that lead a person to enlightenment—not reflections on something beautiful and lovely in this world. To become spiritual, you need to think about the spiritual. And no matter what beautiful and lovely thing in this material world you think about, it will still be material. Even if it is the most beautiful song in the world.<br /> <br /> Nada translates as sound or resonance.<br /> <br /> <div style="text-align: center"><b><span style="font-size: 22px">FIFTH SONG</span></b>​</div><br /> <i><b>Performed by: Sergey Veretennikov.</b><br /> Author of the Sanskrit lyrics: Sergey Veretennikov.</i><br /> Song title: <b>Nada Anahata<br /> <br /> LISTEN:</b><br /> <br /> <div class="audioblock_xor" data-file="Ly92c2VnYXJtb25peWEucnUvZmlsZXMvYXVkaW8vTmFkYS1hbmFoYXRhLmJpbg==" data-key="TmFkYS1hbmFoYXRh"><button class="playBtn_xor">▶ Listen</button></div> <br /> <br /> <div style="text-align: center"><b><span style="font-size: 22px">Translation:</span></b>​</div><br /> Nāda… Anāhata…<br /> Resonance… of Anahata…<br /> <br /> Nāda… Anāhata…<br /> Resonance… of Anahata…<br /> <br /> Ekaṃ spandam…<br /> A single pulsation…<br /> <br /> Sanātanam…<br /> Eternal…<br /> <br /> Ekaṃ spandam…<br /> A single pulsation…<br /> <br /> Sanātanam…<br /> Eternal…<br /> <br /> <br /> Bīje paśyāmi vṛkṣaṃ suptam,<br /> In the seed I see a sleeping tree.<br /> <br /> Bindau īkṣe sindhuṃ pūrṇam,<br /> In a drop I behold the whole ocean.<br /> <br /> Laghu-dīpa-śikhāyāṃ sūryaṃ dīptam,<br /> In the tiny flame of a candle I see the radiance of the Sun.<br /> <br /> Hṛdaye paśyāmi prema anantam.<br /> In the heart I see infinite love.<br /> <br /> Nāda… Anāhata…<br /> Resonance… of Anahata…<br /> <br /> Nāda… Anāhata…<br /> Resonance… of Anahata…<br /> <br /> Ekaṃ spandam… Sanātanam…<br /> A single pulsation… Eternal…<br /> <br /> Ekaṃ spandam… Sanātanam…<br /> A single pulsation… Eternal…<br /> <br /> Nāda… Anāhata…<br /> Resonance… of Anahata…<br /> <br /> Nāda… Anāhata…<br /> Resonance… of Anahata…<br /> <br /> Anāhata…<br /> Sanātanam…<br /> <br /> <br /> Kṣaṇe jānāmi anantam,<br /> In a moment I know infinity.<br /> <br /> Premāśruṣu paśyāmi karuṇām,<br /> In tears of love I see compassion.<br /> <br /> Bāla-hāse paśyāmi ānandam,<br /> In a child’s smile I see bliss.<br /> <br /> Hṛdaya-spande śṛṇomi viśva-tālam.<br /> In the heartbeat I hear the rhythm of the Universe.<br /> <br /> Nāda… Anāhata…<br /> Resonance… of Anahata…<br /> <br /> Nāda… Anāhata…<br /> Resonance… of Anahata…<br /> <br /> Ekaṃ spandam… Sanātanam…<br /> A single pulsation… Eternal…<br /> <br /> Ekaṃ spandam… Sanātanam…<br /> A single pulsation… Eternal…<br /> <br /> Nāda… Anāhata…<br /> Resonance… of Anahata…<br /> <br /> Nāda… Anāhata…<br /> Resonance… of Anahata…<br /> <br /> Nāda… Anāhata…<br /> <br /> <br /> Rātri-garbhe paśyāmi uṣasam,<br /> In the womb of night I see the dawn.<br /> <br /> Mauna-madhye śṛṇomi anāhata-nādam,<br /> In the midst of silence I hear the unborn resonance.<br /> <br /> Śvāsa-madhye spṛśāmi jīvanam,<br /> In the breath I touch life.<br /> <br /> Viraha-madhye jānāmi milanam.<br /> In separation I come to know reunion.<br /> <br /> <br /> Nāda Anāhata…<br /> Resonance of Anahata…<br /> <br /> Nāda Anāhata…<br /> Resonance of Anahata…<br /> <br /> Nāda Anāhata…<br /> Resonance of Anahata…<br /> <br /> Nāda Anāhata…<br /> Resonance of Anahata…<br /> <br /> Ekaṃ spandam…<br /> A single pulsation…<br /> <br /> Sanātanam…<br /> Eternal…<br /> <br /> Ekaṃ spandam…<br /> A single pulsation…<br /> <br /> Sanātanam…<br /> Eternal…<br /> <br /> Anāhata…<br /> Sanātanam…<br /> <br /> Anāhata…<br /> Sanātanam…<br /> <br /> Nāda… Anāhata…<br /> Resonance… of Anahata…<br /> <br /> Nāda… Anāhata…<br /> Resonance… of Anahata…<br /> <br /> Ekaṃ spandam… Sanātanam…<br /> A single pulsation… Eternal…<br /> <br /> Ekaṃ spandam… Sanātanam…<br /> A single pulsation… Eternal…<br /> <br /> Nāda Anāhata…<br /> Resonance of Anahata…<br /> <br /> Nāda Anāhata…<br /> Resonance of Anahata…<br /> <br /> Ekaṃ spandam…<br /> A single pulsation…<br /> <br /> Sanātanam…<br /> Eternal…<br /> <br /> Nāda…<br /> <br /> Anāhata…<br /> <br /> Nāda…<br /> <br /> Anāhata…<br /> <br /> O-o-om…<br /> <br /> <i><b>Author of the lyrics: Sergey Veretennikov.</b></i></div>

 

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A beautiful mantra song and a beautiful performance!

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I listened to the fifth song for about two hours. Changes were taking place in my awareness of the consciousness of the spiritual world. It is precisely in this silence, when the music seems to surround you like mountains and you descend ever deeper—into an abyss, into a round hollow within yourself—that true listening begins. You no longer hear the external melody, but the one that sounds within. It is not there yet, but I can hear its breathing. The vibrations rise, the harmony fills the space, and suddenly thoughts arise: to hear what you will never hear; to feel what you will never feel; to see what you will never see; to experience what you will never experience; to allow that which will never manifest to reveal itself.

The practice of silence begins. Music becomes merely a gateway. When you immerse yourself deeply enough, the external sound dissolves, and only the inner one remains—anahata nada, the unstruck sound that only the soul can hear. From this profound silence, inaudible vibrations emerge, and it is they that lead onward—to a genuine deepening within oneself. And there…..only practice. Thank you, Om Shanti, for the opportunity to immerse myself.
I listen and immerse myself,….
Every day since the publication, I have been listening to the fifth song, but I still cannot quite formulate it, .....
The state is as if I am here and not here, near and ....far away; you do and complete some kind of work, study, or not; this or that. Consciousness feels separate, the body separate, my fingers type separately, and my attention constantly shifts toward the Spiritual World. Where? To understand why? What? How? There is no need. It simply IS—that which cannot be described. Any description of the Spiritual World is not it. There is a search, silence, simply a process of movement, a movement that brings new indescribable states and sensations.....They are new.....It is practically impossible to describe them......That is how it is. Bows to everyone, and spiritual courage.
OM SHANTI! Lead me, little thread, lead me. As in the song—The spindle spins and turns!!!!.....Thank you for the MANTRA—Reflections...!!!!

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<div class="bbWrapper">I listened to the fifth song for about two hours. Changes were taking place in my awareness of the consciousness of the spiritual world. It is precisely in this silence, when the music seems to surround you like mountains and you descend ever deeper—into an abyss, into a round hollow within yourself—that true listening begins. You no longer hear the external melody, but the one that sounds within. It is not there yet, but I can hear its breathing. The vibrations rise, the harmony fills the space, and suddenly thoughts arise: to hear what you will never hear; to feel what you will never feel; to see what you will never see; to experience what you will never experience; to allow that which will never manifest to reveal itself.<br /> <br /> The practice of silence begins. Music becomes merely a gateway. When you immerse yourself deeply enough, the external sound dissolves, and only the inner one remains—anahata nada, the unstruck sound that only the soul can hear. From this profound silence, inaudible vibrations emerge, and it is they that lead onward—to a genuine deepening within oneself. And there…..only practice. Thank you, Om Shanti, for the opportunity to immerse myself.<br /> I listen and immerse myself,….<br /> Every day since the publication, I have been listening to the fifth song, but I still cannot quite formulate it, .....<br /> The state is as if I am here and not here, near and ....far away; you do and complete some kind of work, study, or not; this or that. Consciousness feels separate, the body separate, my fingers type separately, and my attention constantly shifts toward the Spiritual World. Where? To understand why? What? How? There is no need. It simply IS—that which cannot be described. Any description of the Spiritual World is not it. There is a search, silence, simply a process of movement, a movement that brings new indescribable states and sensations.....They are new.....It is practically impossible to describe them......That is how it is. Bows to everyone, and spiritual courage.<br /> <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite22" alt="(y)" title="Thumbs up (y)" data-shortname="(y)" /><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" alt="🌈" title="Rainbow :rainbow:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f308.png" data-shortname=":rainbow:" /><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" alt="🌈" title="Rainbow :rainbow:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f308.png" data-shortname=":rainbow:" /><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" alt="🌈" title="Rainbow :rainbow:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f308.png" data-shortname=":rainbow:" /><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" alt="🙏" title="Folded hands :pray:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f64f.png" data-shortname=":pray:" /><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" alt="🙏" title="Folded hands :pray:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f64f.png" data-shortname=":pray:" /><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" alt="🙏" title="Folded hands :pray:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f64f.png" data-shortname=":pray:" /><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" alt="🙏" title="Folded hands :pray:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f64f.png" data-shortname=":pray:" />OM SHANTI! Lead me, little thread, lead me. As in the song—The spindle spins and turns!!!!.....Thank you for the MANTRA—Reflections...!!!!</div>

 

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Веретенников Сергей , quoted message

The fifth song is wonderful. It stirs the feelings that arise in the heart with a pleasant breeze. Thank you!

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A super harmonious mantra song, "Nada Anahata." So much work and effort went into creating it! A very light, airy melody. The words in the song flow like a little stream; they are very pleasant to listen to. The more I listen to it, the more I begin to hear something new in its sound!
I hope to hear the sound of one hand clapping someday.

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<div class="bbWrapper">A super harmonious mantra song, "Nada Anahata." So much work and effort went into creating it! A very light, airy melody. The words in the song flow like a little stream; they are very pleasant to listen to. The more I listen to it, the more I begin to hear something new in its sound!<br /> I hope to hear the sound of one hand clapping someday.</div>

 

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I’m already finishing the recording of the sixth song: Gudha Lila

I’ll release it soon.

It translates approximately as: The Most Secret Lila.

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Maestro, bravo! Bravo! Bravo!

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SIXTH SONG​

Sung by: Sergey Veretennikov.
Author of the Sanskrit lyrics: Sergey Veretennikov.
Song title: Gudha Lila

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Pāram…
The other shore…

Ajñātam…
The unknown…

Līlā…
Līlā… The cosmic play…

Adṛśya-sparśaṃ punaḥ labhāmi,
A spiritual (invisible) touch — I feel it again.

Ātma-mārge svayaṃ carāmi.
Along the path of Ātman — I walk on my own.

Puraḥ ajñātaṃ tiṣṭhati dvāram,
Ahead — unknown gates (to an unknown world).

Dūrād āhvānaṃ nayati pāram.
From afar comes a call leading to the other shore.


Pāraṃ, pāraṃ, mārgo nayati,
To the other shore, to the other shore — the path leads.

Veṇur māṃ dūrād āhvayati.
The bamboo flute — calls me from afar.

Veṇu-gītaṃ madhuraṃ manoharam,
The song of the bamboo flute — sweet and enchantingly captivating.

Prema-tejo’nādi-nirantaram.
The radiance of love — without beginning or end.

Pāraṃ, pāraṃ, mārgo nayati,
To the other shore, to the other shore — the path leads.

Veṇur māṃ dūrād āhvayati.
The bamboo flute — calls me from afar.

Veṇu-gītaṃ madhuraṃ manoharam,
The song of the bamboo flute — sweet and enchantingly captivating.

Prema-tejo’nādi-nirantaram.
The radiance of love — without beginning or end.


Rahasya-dvāre madhuraḥ svanaḥ,
At the gates of mystery — a sweet sound.

Dūrād āyāti sugandhi-pavanaḥ.
A fragrant wind comes from afar.

Manasi sphurati nava-darśanam,
A new vision (darshan) gradually arises in the mind.

Rahasya-mārgo nayati milanam.
The secret path leads to a (special) meeting.


Pāraṃ, pāraṃ, mārgo nayati,
To the other shore, to the other shore — the path leads.

Veṇur māṃ dūrād āhvayati.
The bamboo flute — calls me from afar.

Veṇu-gītaṃ madhuraṃ manoharam,
The song of the bamboo flute — sweet and enchantingly captivating.

Prema-tejo’nādi-nirantaram.
The radiance of love — without beginning or end.

Pāraṃ, pāraṃ, mārgo nayati,
To the other shore, to the other shore — the path leads.

Veṇur māṃ dūrād āhvayati.
The bamboo flute — calls me from afar.

Veṇu-gītaṃ madhuraṃ manoharam,
The song of the bamboo flute — sweet and enchantingly captivating.

Prema-tejo’nādi-nirantaram.
The radiance of love — without beginning or end.


Prema-jvālā nityaṃ jvalati,
The flame of love — burns eternally.

Pāra-tīraṃ dūrād vilokitam.
The other shore — visible from afar.

Gūḍhā līlā śanaiḥ sphurati,
The hidden Līlā — gradually reveals itself.

Rahasya-ratnaṃ tatra nihitam.
The jewel of mystery — lies hidden there.


Pāraṃ, pāraṃ, mārgo nayati,
To the other shore, to the other shore — the path leads.

Veṇur māṃ dūrād āhvayati.
The bamboo flute — calls me from afar.

Veṇu-gītaṃ madhuraṃ manoharam,
The song of the bamboo flute — sweet and enchantingly captivating.

Prema-tejo’nādi-nirantaram.
The radiance of love — without beginning or end.

Pāraṃ, pāraṃ, mārgo nayati,
To the other shore, to the other shore — the path leads.

Veṇur māṃ dūrād āhvayati.
The bamboo flute — calls me from afar.

Veṇu-gītaṃ madhuraṃ manoharam,
The song of the bamboo flute — sweet and enchantingly captivating.

Prema-tejo’nādi-nirantaram.
The radiance of love — without beginning or end.


Adṛśyam…
The invisible…

Dvāram…
The gates…

Veṇu…
The bamboo flute…

Āhvānam…
The call…

Darśanam…
Darshan… Vision…

Milanam…
Meeting… Union…

Rahasyam…
Mystery… The hidden…

Līlā…
Līlā… Divine play…

Pāram…
The other shore…

Ajñāta-tīre padaṃ dadhāmi,
On the unknown shore — I take a step.

Navaṃ rahasyaṃ tatra labhāmi.
A new mystery — I discover there.

Ātma-mārgaṃ punaḥ smarāmi,
The path of Ātman — I remember once again.

Ananta-yātrāṃ svayaṃ carāmi.
An endless journey — I undertake myself.


Pāraṃ, pāraṃ, mārgo nayati,
To the other shore, to the other shore — the path leads.

Veṇur māṃ dūrād āhvayati.
The bamboo flute — calls me from afar.

Veṇu-gītaṃ madhuraṃ manoharam,
The song of the bamboo flute — sweet and enchantingly captivating.

Prema-tejo’nādi-nirantaram.
The radiance of love — without beginning or end.

Pāraṃ, pāraṃ, mārgo nayati,
To the other shore, to the other shore — the path leads.

Veṇur māṃ dūrād āhvayati.
The bamboo flute — calls me from afar.

Veṇu-gītaṃ madhuraṃ manoharam,
The song of the bamboo flute — sweet and enchantingly captivating.

Prema-tejo’nādi-nirantaram.
The radiance of love — without beginning or end.


Pāraṃ… pāraṃ…
To the other shore… to the other shore…

Mārgo nayati…
The path leads…

Veṇur māṃ…
The bamboo flute — me…

Dūrād āhvayati…
Calls from afar…

Veṇu-gītam…
The song of the bamboo flute…

Madhuram…
Sweet…

Manoharam…
Enchantingly captivating…

Prema-tejo…
The radiance of love…

Anādi…
Without beginning…

Nirantaram…
Without end… Continuously…

Pāram…
The other shore…

Your Yoga. Cosmic Līlā. The online game.
I created an entire section in my Ashram with more details about Līlā: HERE — a long time ago.

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<div class="bbWrapper"><div style="text-align: center"><b><span style="font-size: 26px">SIXTH SONG</span></b>​</div><br /> <i><b>Sung by: Sergey Veretennikov.</b><br /> Author of the Sanskrit lyrics: Sergey Veretennikov.</i><br /> Song title: <b>Gudha Lila <br /> <br /> LISTEN:</b><br /> <br /> <div class="bbCodeBlock bbCodeBlock--hide bbCodeBlock--hidden"> <div class="bbCodeBlock-title"> View hidden content is available for registered users! </div> </div> <br /> <br /> <b>Pāram…</b><br /> The other shore…<br /> <br /> <b>Ajñātam…</b><br /> The unknown…<br /> <br /> <b>Līlā…</b><br /> Līlā… The cosmic play…<br /> <br /> <b>Adṛśya-sparśaṃ punaḥ labhāmi,</b><br /> A spiritual (invisible) touch — I feel it again.<br /> <br /> <b>Ātma-mārge svayaṃ carāmi.</b><br /> Along the path of Ātman — I walk on my own.<br /> <br /> <b>Puraḥ ajñātaṃ tiṣṭhati dvāram,</b><br /> Ahead — unknown gates (to an unknown world).<br /> <br /> <b>Dūrād āhvānaṃ nayati pāram.</b><br /> From afar comes a call leading to the other shore.<br /> <br /> <br /> <b>Pāraṃ, pāraṃ, mārgo nayati,</b><br /> To the other shore, to the other shore — the path leads.<br /> <br /> <b>Veṇur māṃ dūrād āhvayati.</b><br /> The bamboo flute — calls me from afar.<br /> <br /> <b>Veṇu-gītaṃ madhuraṃ manoharam,</b><br /> The song of the bamboo flute — sweet and enchantingly captivating.<br /> <br /> <b>Prema-tejo’nādi-nirantaram.</b><br /> The radiance of love — without beginning or end.<br /> <br /> <b>Pāraṃ, pāraṃ, mārgo nayati,</b><br /> To the other shore, to the other shore — the path leads.<br /> <br /> <b>Veṇur māṃ dūrād āhvayati.</b><br /> The bamboo flute — calls me from afar.<br /> <br /> <b>Veṇu-gītaṃ madhuraṃ manoharam,</b><br /> The song of the bamboo flute — sweet and enchantingly captivating.<br /> <br /> <b>Prema-tejo’nādi-nirantaram.</b><br /> The radiance of love — without beginning or end.<br /> <br /> <br /> <b>Rahasya-dvāre madhuraḥ svanaḥ,</b><br /> At the gates of mystery — a sweet sound.<br /> <br /> <b>Dūrād āyāti sugandhi-pavanaḥ.</b><br /> A fragrant wind comes from afar.<br /> <br /> <b>Manasi sphurati nava-darśanam,</b><br /> A new vision (darshan) gradually arises in the mind.<br /> <br /> <b>Rahasya-mārgo nayati milanam.</b><br /> The secret path leads to a (special) meeting.<br /> <br /> <br /> <b>Pāraṃ, pāraṃ, mārgo nayati,</b><br /> To the other shore, to the other shore — the path leads.<br /> <br /> <b>Veṇur māṃ dūrād āhvayati.</b><br /> The bamboo flute — calls me from afar.<br /> <br /> <b>Veṇu-gītaṃ madhuraṃ manoharam,</b><br /> The song of the bamboo flute — sweet and enchantingly captivating.<br /> <br /> <b>Prema-tejo’nādi-nirantaram.</b><br /> The radiance of love — without beginning or end.<br /> <br /> <b>Pāraṃ, pāraṃ, mārgo nayati,</b><br /> To the other shore, to the other shore — the path leads.<br /> <br /> <b>Veṇur māṃ dūrād āhvayati.</b><br /> The bamboo flute — calls me from afar.<br /> <br /> <b>Veṇu-gītaṃ madhuraṃ manoharam,</b><br /> The song of the bamboo flute — sweet and enchantingly captivating.<br /> <br /> <b>Prema-tejo’nādi-nirantaram.</b><br /> The radiance of love — without beginning or end.<br /> <br /> <br /> <b>Prema-jvālā nityaṃ jvalati,</b><br /> The flame of love — burns eternally.<br /> <br /> <b>Pāra-tīraṃ dūrād vilokitam.</b><br /> The other shore — visible from afar.<br /> <br /> <b>Gūḍhā līlā śanaiḥ sphurati,</b><br /> The hidden Līlā — gradually reveals itself.<br /> <br /> <b>Rahasya-ratnaṃ tatra nihitam.</b><br /> The jewel of mystery — lies hidden there.<br /> <br /> <br /> <b>Pāraṃ, pāraṃ, mārgo nayati,</b><br /> To the other shore, to the other shore — the path leads.<br /> <br /> <b>Veṇur māṃ dūrād āhvayati.</b><br /> The bamboo flute — calls me from afar.<br /> <br /> <b>Veṇu-gītaṃ madhuraṃ manoharam,</b><br /> The song of the bamboo flute — sweet and enchantingly captivating.<br /> <br /> <b>Prema-tejo’nādi-nirantaram.</b><br /> The radiance of love — without beginning or end.<br /> <br /> <b>Pāraṃ, pāraṃ, mārgo nayati,</b><br /> To the other shore, to the other shore — the path leads.<br /> <br /> <b>Veṇur māṃ dūrād āhvayati.</b><br /> The bamboo flute — calls me from afar.<br /> <br /> <b>Veṇu-gītaṃ madhuraṃ manoharam,</b><br /> The song of the bamboo flute — sweet and enchantingly captivating.<br /> <br /> <b>Prema-tejo’nādi-nirantaram.</b><br /> The radiance of love — without beginning or end.<br /> <br /> <br /> <b>Adṛśyam…</b><br /> The invisible…<br /> <br /> <b>Dvāram…</b><br /> The gates…<br /> <br /> <b>Veṇu…</b><br /> The bamboo flute…<br /> <br /> <b>Āhvānam…</b><br /> The call…<br /> <br /> <b>Darśanam…</b><br /> Darshan… Vision…<br /> <br /> <b>Milanam…</b><br /> Meeting… Union…<br /> <br /> <b>Rahasyam…</b><br /> Mystery… The hidden…<br /> <br /> <b>Līlā…</b><br /> Līlā… Divine play…<br /> <br /> <b>Pāram…</b><br /> The other shore…<br /> <br /> <b>Ajñāta-tīre padaṃ dadhāmi,</b><br /> On the unknown shore — I take a step.<br /> <br /> <b>Navaṃ rahasyaṃ tatra labhāmi.</b><br /> A new mystery — I discover there.<br /> <br /> <b>Ātma-mārgaṃ punaḥ smarāmi,</b><br /> The path of Ātman — I remember once again.<br /> <br /> <b>Ananta-yātrāṃ svayaṃ carāmi.</b><br /> An endless journey — I undertake myself.<br /> <br /> <br /> <b>Pāraṃ, pāraṃ, mārgo nayati,</b><br /> To the other shore, to the other shore — the path leads.<br /> <br /> <b>Veṇur māṃ dūrād āhvayati.</b><br /> The bamboo flute — calls me from afar.<br /> <br /> <b>Veṇu-gītaṃ madhuraṃ manoharam,</b><br /> The song of the bamboo flute — sweet and enchantingly captivating.<br /> <br /> <b>Prema-tejo’nādi-nirantaram.</b><br /> The radiance of love — without beginning or end.<br /> <br /> <b>Pāraṃ, pāraṃ, mārgo nayati,</b><br /> To the other shore, to the other shore — the path leads.<br /> <br /> <b>Veṇur māṃ dūrād āhvayati.</b><br /> The bamboo flute — calls me from afar.<br /> <br /> <b>Veṇu-gītaṃ madhuraṃ manoharam,</b><br /> The song of the bamboo flute — sweet and enchantingly captivating.<br /> <br /> <b>Prema-tejo’nādi-nirantaram.</b><br /> The radiance of love — without beginning or end.<br /> <br /> <br /> <b>Pāraṃ… pāraṃ…</b><br /> To the other shore… to the other shore…<br /> <br /> <b>Mārgo nayati…</b><br /> The path leads…<br /> <br /> <b>Veṇur māṃ…</b><br /> The bamboo flute — me…<br /> <br /> <b>Dūrād āhvayati…</b><br /> Calls from afar…<br /> <br /> <b>Veṇu-gītam…</b><br /> The song of the bamboo flute…<br /> <br /> <b>Madhuram…</b><br /> Sweet…<br /> <br /> <b>Manoharam…</b><br /> Enchantingly captivating…<br /> <br /> <b>Prema-tejo…</b><br /> The radiance of love…<br /> <br /> <b>Anādi…</b><br /> Without beginning…<br /> <br /> <b>Nirantaram…</b><br /> Without end… Continuously…<br /> <br /> <b>Pāram…</b><br /> The other shore…<br /> <br /> <a href="https://www.youryoga.org/lila/" target="_blank" class="link link--external" rel="nofollow noopener">Your Yoga. Cosmic Līlā. The online game.</a><br /> I created an entire section in my Ashram with more details about Līlā: <a href="https://www.youryoga.ru/sadhanaashram/forums/bozhestvennye-lily.32/" class="link link--internal">HERE</a> — a long time ago.</div>

 

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Namaste! Thank you, Teacher, for the new, wonderful song. Every time I listen to it for the first time, tears stream down my cheeks. I want to listen to it again and again. It feels so good for the soul.

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<div class="bbWrapper">Namaste! Thank you, Teacher, for the new, wonderful song. Every time I listen to it for the first time, tears stream down my cheeks. I want to listen to it again and again. It feels so good for the soul. <img class="smilie smilie--emoji" alt="🙏" title="Folded hands :pray:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f64f.png" data-shortname=":pray:" /> <img class="smilie smilie--emoji" alt="🙏" title="Folded hands :pray:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f64f.png" data-shortname=":pray:" /> <img class="smilie smilie--emoji" alt="🙏" title="Folded hands :pray:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f64f.png" data-shortname=":pray:" /></div>

 

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These songs are a balm for the soul! Uplifting, kind, beautiful. Tears of tenderness, cleansing, and liberation as well. I listen, listen, listen—and savor them.
Thank you so much for this opportunity to touch the Higher.

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<div class="bbWrapper">These songs are a balm for the soul! Uplifting, kind, beautiful. Tears of tenderness, cleansing, and liberation as well. I listen, listen, listen—and savor them.<br /> Thank you so much for this opportunity to touch the Higher.</div>

 

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Веретенников Сергей , quoted message

Listening to the song, I felt sad. She has probably already gotten carried away.

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<div class="bbWrapper"><style> .avatar--xss { width: 21px; height: 21px; line-height: 21px !important; margin-right: 2px; } </style> <span> <a href="/school/en/members/veretennikov-sergej.1/" class="avatar avatar--xss" data-user-id="1" data-xf-init="member-tooltip"> <img src="/school/data/avatars/s/0/1.jpg?1704448620" alt="Веретенников Сергей" class="avatar-u1-s" /> </a> <a href="https://www.youryoga.ru/school/en/members/1/" class="username" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" data-user-id="1" data-username="@Веретенников Сергей">Веретенников Сергей</a> </span>, <a href="https://www.youryoga.ru/school/en/threads/3345/post-74431" class="link link--internal">quoted message</a><br /> <br /> Listening to the song, I felt sad. She has probably already gotten carried away.</div>

 

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I really like Om Shanti’s songs. The main thing I hear here is kindness.

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<div class="bbWrapper">I really like Om Shanti’s songs. The main thing I hear here is kindness.</div>

 

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A Celebration for the Soul!

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<div class="bbWrapper">A Celebration for the Soul!</div>

 

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Веретенников Сергей , quoted message

Crystal radiance!
Like the purest water flowing and sparkling beneath the Sun’s rays.
Prema-tejo...
This is worth living for.
Dear OM Shanti, every time I listen to your songs,
I immerse myself in extraordinarily beautiful states

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<div class="bbWrapper"><style> .avatar--xss { width: 21px; height: 21px; line-height: 21px !important; margin-right: 2px; } </style> <span> <a href="/school/en/members/veretennikov-sergej.1/" class="avatar avatar--xss" data-user-id="1" data-xf-init="member-tooltip"> <img src="/school/data/avatars/s/0/1.jpg?1704448620" alt="Веретенников Сергей" class="avatar-u1-s" /> </a> <a href="https://www.youryoga.ru/school/en/members/1/" class="username" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" data-user-id="1" data-username="@Веретенников Сергей">Веретенников Сергей</a> </span>, <a href="https://www.youryoga.ru/school/en/threads/3345/post-74431" class="link link--internal">quoted message</a><br /> <br /> Crystal radiance!<br /> Like the purest water flowing and sparkling beneath the Sun’s rays.<br /> Prema-tejo...<br /> This is worth living for.<br /> Dear OM Shanti, every time I listen to your songs,<br /> I immerse myself in extraordinarily beautiful states <img class="smilie smilie--emoji" alt="🙏" title="Folded hands :pray:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f64f.png" data-shortname=":pray:" /><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" alt="💗" title="Growing heart :heartpulse:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f497.png" data-shortname=":heartpulse:" /></div>

 

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Каждый раз, когда кажется, что вчерашняя песня была самая лучшая из всего что было подарено Ом Шанти, появляется новая и превосходит ее в красоте...Как Вы это делаете, Учитель?!))) мистическая сверхспособность?!))
Наслаждаюсь этой песней просто как аудиопотоком, и не отлеживая вслед за аудио строчки со смыслом, не вдумываюсь. Просто любуюсь ею, как будто подставляю лицо солнцу и закрываю глаза, наслаждаюсь ее светом и теплом. Очень красивый голос, как игра света нурианских кристаллов, что текут хрустальным ручьем, и переливаются звуча голосом Учителя......
Особенно жду в каждой песне вот этот момент, когда голос начинает звенеть...как небесная литавра..... ..Это что-то непередаваемо прекрасное....в этой шестой песне особенно много таких моментов....
в общем,... ДА! снова на длинном репите!!!!
Пришло в голову, что, чтобы написать стихи на санскрите, нужно как миниум как мыслить на этом языке, почти как носитель языка ....Вызывает глубойчайшее уважение, что любое дело, за которое бы ни брался Учитель, он делает наилучшим образом... в том числе такое непростое, как изучение санскрита и настолько хорошо, чтобы написать духовные стихи на нем.
Эх, как бы хотелось чтобы эти стихи-песни-молитвы ушли к людям, пролились дождем любви на их сердца, посеяли там свои семена, и потом вновь и вновь их пели, дети и внуки, и взарстали новые и новые дивные цветы любви...

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<div class="bbWrapper">Каждый раз, когда кажется, что вчерашняя песня была самая лучшая из всего что было подарено Ом Шанти, появляется новая и превосходит ее в красоте...Как Вы это делаете, Учитель?!))) мистическая сверхспособность?!))<br /> Наслаждаюсь этой песней просто как аудиопотоком, и не отлеживая вслед за аудио строчки со смыслом, не вдумываюсь. Просто любуюсь ею, как будто подставляю лицо солнцу и закрываю глаза, наслаждаюсь ее светом и теплом. Очень красивый голос, как игра света нурианских кристаллов, что текут хрустальным ручьем, и переливаются звуча голосом Учителя......<br /> Особенно жду в каждой песне вот этот момент, когда голос начинает звенеть...как небесная литавра..... ..Это что-то непередаваемо прекрасное....в этой шестой песне особенно много таких моментов....<br /> в общем,... ДА! снова на длинном репите!!!!<br /> Пришло в голову, что, чтобы написать стихи на санскрите, нужно как миниум как мыслить на этом языке, почти как носитель языка ....Вызывает глубойчайшее уважение, что любое дело, за которое бы ни брался Учитель, он делает наилучшим образом... в том числе такое непростое, как изучение санскрита и настолько хорошо, чтобы написать духовные стихи на нем.<br /> Эх, как бы хотелось чтобы эти стихи-песни-молитвы ушли к людям, пролились дождем любви на их сердца, посеяли там свои семена, и потом вновь и вновь их пели, дети и внуки, и взарстали новые и новые дивные цветы любви...</div>

 

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Эх, как бы хотелось чтобы эти стихи-песни-молитвы ушли к людям

Эти стихи песни Учителя уже находятся на самых крупных музыкальных мировых площадках.
Об этом Учитель уже говорил.

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<div class="bbWrapper"><blockquote class="bbCodeBlock bbCodeBlock--expandable bbCodeBlock--quote"> <div class="bbCodeBlock-title"> <a href="/school/en/goto/post?id=74628" class="bbCodeBlock-sourceJump" data-xf-click="attribution" data-content-selector="#post-74628">873415 said:</a> </div> <div class="bbCodeBlock-content"> <div class="bbCodeBlock-expandContent "> Эх, как бы хотелось чтобы эти стихи-песни-молитвы ушли к людям </div> <div class="bbCodeBlock-expandLink"><a>Click to expand...</a></div> </div> </blockquote>Эти стихи песни Учителя <b>уже </b>находятся на самых крупных музыкальных мировых площадках.<br /> Об этом Учитель уже говорил.</div>