PS 4975
A'NKHITE KENA ETA JAL MUCHECHE KA'JALA KA'R A'GHA'TE VALA
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
ÁNKHITE KENO ETA JALA MUCHECHE KÁJAL KÁR ÁGHÁTE BOLO
GÁGARI BHARATE JETE BOLO NÁ SÁTHE CAL GO JALA KE CALO KÁR ÁGHÁTE BOLO
KARO NÁ ÁR DADHI MANTHAN SHRUTITE PASHE NÁ SE VEŃU RAŃAN SHITHIL KENO KABARII BANDHAN KE SE MOHAN ÁNALO COKHE D́HALO KÁR ÁGHÁTE BOLO
KÁLO RUPE ÁR DEKHO NÁ ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ KÁLO RUPE ÁR DEKHO NÁ TAMÁL TALE ÁR ESO NÁ KÁLO KE ÁR BHÁLOBÁSO NÁ KÁLO TÁRÁ TABUO JE CHAL CHALO KÁR ÁGHÁTE BOLO
ÁNKHITE KENO ETA JALA MUCHECHE KÁJAL KÁR ÁGHÁTE BOLO
Translation
Why so much tears in the eyes, the decoration mark is getting wiped, by what injury, tell me. For filling the pitcher with water, come along with me, let us go. Do not churn the curd any more, because the flute sound does not enter into the ears. Why the bondage of the chignon has loosened, Who is that charmer who has flowed down tears in the eyes? Do not see the black form any more, do not come below the palm tree any further, do not love that dark face any more, yet the black pupil of the eyes are overflowing.
Thoughts
Saved only in this browser.