PS 4667
TU MURA GHARAKE NA' A'LI MAN RA'UNGA'LI
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
TU MUR GHARKE NÁ ÁLI MAN RÁUNGÁLI TU KAILI NÁ KATHÁ BUJHILI NÁ VYATHÁ SHUDHU LÁCER PHÁNKE PHÁNKE GÁN SHUNÁLI SHUDHU LÁCER PHÁNKE PHÁNKE GÁN SHUNÁLI
HÁMI DINE D́ÁKI ÁR RETE KÁNDI COKHER JALE BHÁVER BÁNDHE BÁNDHI TU DHARÁ NÁ DILI KÁCHE NÁ ÁLI DÚRER THEKE MÚR PRÁŃA LÁCÁLI SHUDHU LÁCER PHÁNKE PHÁNKE GÁN SHUNÁLI
HÁMI CHILI SHIULI RUKHER VANE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ HÁMI CHILI SHIULI RUKHER VANE TU CHILI KUN VIDESHE KE BÁ TÁ JÁNE TÚR NÁ BUJHI RIITI, TUR NÁ BUJHI NIITI HÁMI HAŔAKÁR JALE BHÁSI KUTHÁKE CALI SHUDHU LÁCER PHÁNKE PHÁNKE GÁN SHUNÁLI
Translation
O Lord, You did not come to my home, did not colour my mind. Did not speak, did not understand the agony. Only through the gaps of dances, sang the song. I call You during the day and cry during the night. Through the tears from the eyes create dam for the feelings. You did not come into the folds, did not come close, Staying away only, You made my life dance. I was in the grove of shiulii trees, To which alien land You remained, who knows that? You did not understand the process, did not understand the policy. Floating in the water of sudden flood, where do I go?
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