PS 4402
KE NIVI PHUL CA'NPA' VAKULA A'MA'R SA'JI UPCE PAR'E
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
KE NIVI PHUL CÁMPÁ BAKUL ÁMÁR SÁJI UPACE PAŔE JE JÁY
KABARIRA PHUL KABARITE DODUL DULIYE KE, KE JÁBI ÁY CALE ÁY ÁMÁR SÁJI UPACE PAŔE JE JÁY
ÁCHE RAKAMÁRI KALAKERI PHUL ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ ÁCHE RAKAMÁRI KALAKERI PHUL SHISHIR PHULERI KÁŃABÁLÁ ATUL NÁKA CHÁVITE NIVI CHOT́T́A BAKUL SEJE NÁCAVI KÁRÁ ÁY RE TVARÁY ÁMÁR SÁJI UPACE PAŔE JE JÁY
ÁCHE GOLÁP ÁR ÁCHE JUTHI ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ ÁCHE GOLÁP ÁR ÁCHE JUTHI BELÁ PHULE GOŔE MÁLÁ GÁNTHI MOR PHUL HOBE TOR SAUNGE SÁTHII, TUI PHULER SUVÁS BENCE THÁKABI DHARÁY ÁMÁR SÁJI UPACE PAŔE JE JÁY
KE NIVI PHUL CÁMPÁ BAKUL ÁMÁR SÁJI UPACE PAŔE JE JÁY
Translation
Who would take care of the flowers of campa and bakul, my decoration goes on overflowing. Who swings the flowers in the chignon there, who goes and comes? There are different varieties of flowers in embroidery, the earring of shiris’ flower is excellent, the ornamental nose pin is made of small bakul, decorated thus, I shall dance quickly when one comes. There are roses and juhii, with the thick wrath of bakul flowers, I have threaded the garland. My flowers would become Your companions, You would remain on the earth with floral fragrance.
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