কী বেদনা মোর জানো সে কি
Kee bedona mor jano she ki (audio)
Friend, my dear friend from afar,
Do you sense the root of my pain?
Lightning startles
The sheer deep darkness tonight.
My heart trembles ever so often
With the flurry of rains,
Can you tell?
Will my eager wakefulness,
Full of longing, go in vain?
Friend, my dear friend from afar,
The Maloti you had once sown
Outside my gates,
Was tended by a moist breeze
And has burst into bloom;
Can you tell?
Your lute that you had tuned for me,
Is now at play in my hands,
Ringing out in mournful lament,
Have you forgotten it?
Kee bedona mor jano she ki (audio)
Friend, my dear friend from afar,
Do you sense the root of my pain?
Lightning startles
The sheer deep darkness tonight.
My heart trembles ever so often
With the flurry of rains,
Can you tell?
Will my eager wakefulness,
Full of longing, go in vain?
Friend, my dear friend from afar,
The Maloti you had once sown
Outside my gates,
Was tended by a moist breeze
And has burst into bloom;
Can you tell?
Your lute that you had tuned for me,
Is now at play in my hands,
Ringing out in mournful lament,
Have you forgotten it?
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