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Piya tora- Raincoat [translation]
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From : Zaarahgyan
Added: Aug 17, 2008
starring Aishwarya Rai and Ajay Devgan Translation: Dear one, why are you so angry? The wind has tilted the picture on the wall Unlike that monsoon's last hours Who knows how, who can say Cracks have eaten the walls away. The wall's damp is like a wan face On which a lifetime's tears race. The rains have come glorius flowers From Mathura a palanquin on four shoulders. Where is my golden love this hour? The courtyard is so lonely. The heavy monsoon shower Down the roof pours in frenzied power On the wet windowpane The rain writes again and again, Winding it's way Over the glass in tearful pain. From my eyes endless tears flow In a stream that like the Ganges shows Silent afternoon rain, Empty like a deserted board game No king or queen or players at all To fill the vacuum with their call. A thousand times to swim I go, Still my desire to bathe isn't fulfilled. Dry tresses, dirty dresses A heart's joy killed. Everything it seems will end the same. Was it the wind after all Tilting the picture on the wall? Dear one, why are you so angry?
Category : Music
Added: Aug 17, 2008
starring Aishwarya Rai and Ajay Devgan Translation: Dear one, why are you so angry? The wind has tilted the picture on the wall Unlike that monsoon's last hours Who knows how, who can say Cracks have eaten the walls away. The wall's damp is like a wan face On which a lifetime's tears race. The rains have come glorius flowers From Mathura a palanquin on four shoulders. Where is my golden love this hour? The courtyard is so lonely. The heavy monsoon shower Down the roof pours in frenzied power On the wet windowpane The rain writes again and again, Winding it's way Over the glass in tearful pain. From my eyes endless tears flow In a stream that like the Ganges shows Silent afternoon rain, Empty like a deserted board game No king or queen or players at all To fill the vacuum with their call. A thousand times to swim I go, Still my desire to bathe isn't fulfilled. Dry tresses, dirty dresses A heart's joy killed. Everything it seems will end the same. Was it the wind after all Tilting the picture on the wall? Dear one, why are you so angry?
Category : Music
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