5011 (21/09/1990) D


MEGH, MEGH, MEGH
ÁKÁSHA, MEGHE D́HÁKÁ ÁJ
GHARE ÁCHI BASE
JENO NEIKO KONO KÁJ
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DHÁNER CÁRÁ SHUKOCCHILO
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DHÁNER CÁRÁ SHUKOCCHILO
NEBUR PHUL JHAŔE JÁCCHILO
ÁTÁR PHUL KÁLO HO CCHILO
CÁŚIIR MÁTHÁY BÁJ
ÁKÁSHA MEGHE D́HÁKÁ ÁJ

ÁBÁR DHARÁ SABUJ HOBE
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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







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.