PS 5011
MEGH, MEGH, MEGH, A'KA'SH MEGHE
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
MEGH, MEGH, MEGH ÁKÁSHA, MEGHE D́HÁKÁ ÁJ GHARE ÁCHI BASE JENO NEIKO KONO KÁJ ÁKÁSHA MEGHE D́HÁKÁ ÁJ
DHÁNER CÁRÁ SHUKOCCHILO ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ DHÁNER CÁRÁ SHUKOCCHILO NEBUR PHUL JHAŔE JÁCCHILO ÁTÁR PHUL KÁLO HO CCHILO CÁŚIIR MÁTHÁY BÁJ ÁKÁSHA MEGHE D́HÁKÁ ÁJ
ÁBÁR DHARÁ SABUJ HOBE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ ÁBÁR DHARÁ SABUJ HOBE SÁYAR JALE PÚRŃA HOBE DÁNŔI MÁJHI PÁŔI DEBE NIYE PAŃYER SÁJ ÁKÁSHA MEGHE D́HÁKÁ ÁJ
MEGH, MEGH, MEGH ÁKÁSHA, MEGHE D́HÁKÁ ÁJ
Translation
Clouds! Today, the whole sky is covered with clouds.
I am sitting at home as if there was no work to do.
The paddy plants and seedlings are drying. The lemon flowers are withering. The a'ta’ flowers are blackening. Due to it all farmers are enduring terrible headaches.
The world will be green again. Lakes will be filled with water. The boatman will again start rowing his commodities packed boat.
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