Lyrics and translation Kunti Moktan - Maathi Maathi Sailungema

Maathi Maathi Sailungema

माथि, माथि शैलुङ्गेमा चौँरी डुलाउनेलाई
माथि, माथि शैलुङ्गेमा चौँरी डुलाउनेलाई
हत्केलामा मायाको गुराँस फूलाउनेलाई

भन्दिनु है, भन्दिनु मेरो चुल्ठो खली छ
उनको त्यो मनै जाली छ
भन्दिनु है, भन्दिनु मेरो चुल्ठो खली छ
उनको त्यो मनै जाली छ

कति खोज्छन् बिनयो रानी मालिङ्गो त
कति खोज्छन् बिनयो रानी मालिङ्गो त
कति हेर्छन् तामङ सेलो डाँफे मुनालको
यसो यता नहेरेर मलाई सताउनेलाई

भन्दिनु है, भन्दिनु मेरो जोवान थाती छ
उनको त्यो मनै जाली छ
भन्दिनु है, भन्दिनु मेरो जोवान थाती छ
उनको त्यो मनै जाली छ

मैले जती मरुनी कल्ले नाँचेको छ
मैले जती मरुनी कल्ले नाँचेको छ
कुमारीको बैंस जस्तो कुन फूल हाँसेको छ?
जानि-जानि यस्तो बेला मलाई रुवाँउनेलाई

भन्दिनु है, भन्दिनु मेरो आँसु साक्षी छ
उनको त्यो मनै जाली छ
भन्दिनु है, भन्दिनु मेरो आँसु साक्षी छ
उनको त्यो मनै जाली छ

माथि, माथि शैलुङ्गेमा चौँरी डुलाउनेलाई
माथि, माथि शैलुङ्गेमा चौँरी डुलाउनेलाई
हत्केलामा मायाको गुराँस फूलाउनेलाई

भन्दिनु है, भन्दिनु मेरो चुल्ठो खली छ
उनको त्यो मनै जाली छ
भन्दिनु है, भन्दिनु मेरो चुल्ठो खली छ
उनको त्यो मनै जाली छ
भन्दिनु है, भन्दिनु मेरो चुल्ठो खली छ
उनको त्यो मनै जाली छ

Up on the Mountain

Up, up on the mountain, tending your goats
Up, up on the mountain, tending your goats
In your palm, rhododendrons bloom

Tell me, tell me, my black hair is long
Your heart is false
Tell me, tell me, my black hair is long
Your heart is false

Many will seek a girl like you
Many will seek a girl like you
Many will watch the Tamang selo, the pheasants and the hornbills
But will they not look at me and torment me?

Tell me, tell me, my breasts are ripe
Your heart is false
Tell me, tell me, my breasts are ripe
Your heart is false

I have danced and sung my traditional songs for you
I have danced and sung my traditional songs for you
Which maiden's face is as radiant as the white rose?
Why do you know this and yet make me weep?

Tell me, tell me, my tears are proof
Your heart is false
Tell me, tell me, my tears are proof
Your heart is false

Up, up on the mountain, tending your goats
Up, up on the mountain, tending your goats
In your palm, rhododendrons bloom

Tell me, tell me, my black hair is long
Your heart is false
Tell me, tell me, my black hair is long
Your heart is false
Tell me, tell me, my black hair is long
Your heart is false