PS 4725
JAVE KEU CHILA NA' SHUN'ATE KATHA' KEU CHILA NA'
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
JÁDER/ JABE? KEU CHILO NÁ SHUNATE KATHÁ
KEU CHILO NÁ T́ÁNATE KÁCHE TÁDER KATHÁ SHUNATE ELE ÁSAN NILE TÁDER MÁJHE
KEU CHILO NÁ T́ÁNATE KÁCHE DIVASA GECHE RÁTRI GECHE ANÁHÁRE LOKA MARECHE ROGE YANTRAŃÁTE DHUNKECHE TÁDER KATHÁ BOLALE NIJE KEU CHILO NÁ T́ÁNATE KÁCHE
BOBÁ CHILO ASHIKŚÁTE ÁVÁSA VIHIIN VARŚÁ RÁTE NICU MÁTHÁ DIINATÁTE BOLALE PROUT́ SABÁRI JE KEU CHILO NÁ T́ÁNATE KÁCHE JÁDER/ JABE? KEU CHILO NÁ SHUNATE KATHÁ
KEU CHILO NÁ T́ÁNATE KÁCHE TÁDER KATHÁ SHUNTE ELE ÁSAN NILE TÁDER MÁJHE
Translation
There were those who had no one to listen to them no one to hold them close.
You came to listen pulling up a seat among them.
Days and nights dragged on with people dying of starvation gasping for breath seized by the agony of disease.
You spoke up for them. They were mute due to their ignorance, they had no shelter on rainy nights and were weighed down by poverty. You said, "PROUT exists for all."
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