PS 4134
AUNGABHUMI SUNDHARATA' BHUMI EYA'HANO DESH
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
AUNGABHUMI SUNDARATÁ BHUMI
EHANO DESHA DHARATII MNA PÁIBO NÁHI
UTTARA MNA HIMAGIRI CHIKAII DAKHIŃA MNA GIDHAKÚT́ G'ORA LÁGAE CHAE MADHYA MNA GAUNGÁ BAHI RAHALA CHAE SVARGA MNA EKARONÁ UPAMÁ KAHI EHANO DESHA DHARATII MNA PÁIBO NÁHI
Translation
GARIIBA CHAE ANGIKA MANAMNA DHANIKA HAMARO GHAR MNA ÁVA TNOYA HE PATHIKA SUKHA SUNA DUKHA SUNA BAIT́HA TANIK MANARA RÁJÁ TNOY JÁNAE CHIIE SAHII EHANO DESHA DHARATII MNA PÁIBO NÁHI
PITÁ TNOYA HAMMA PUTRA CHIYAE BAŔA TNOYA HAMMA CHOT́A CHIYAE TAN MAN TORA LELII SAOMPA DELIYE SHASA AUNGA ÁKÁSHA MNA JAYATAE BAHI EHANO DESHA DHARATII MNA PÁIBO NÁHI
AUNGABHÁ’ŚÁ’ MORA MADHUR SAMÁNA MÁY SAMA MATRI BHAŚÁ SUMAHÁN ÁVA BANDHU EYAT́HÁY SHUNA MOR GÁN ANUPA AUNGABHÁŚÁ MÁNAECHAE MAHI EHANO DESHA DHARATII MNA PÁIBO NÁHI
AUNGABHUMI SUNDARATÁ BHUMI EHANO DESHA DHARATII MNA PÁIBO NÁHI
O land of Aunga! (the area where Ba'ba' was born brought up and served) You are a land of beauty. On earth another such a place cannot be found.
In the north, the Himalayas exists in the south, the Gidhaku’t’a mountain touches Your feet
and in the middle, the river Ganges flows. It has no comparison in the heaven.
Aungika (the people of Aungabhumi) are financially poor but mentally rich.
O traveler, visit my home. Please be seated a while and listen to my pains and pleasures.
O king of my mind You know the truth.
You are my father, I am Your son. You are my elder, I am Your younger.
I have offered You my body and mind. My enitre breath now floats into the sky.
My Aungabha’s’a’ (the language of Angabhumi) is as sweet as honey. Like my mother my mother tongue language is also great.
O dear friend please come and listen to my songs. The whole world accepts the excellence of the Aungabha’s’a’.
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