Paroles et traduction Aruna Lama - Lahare Bara Ghumaune Chaut (Classical)

Lahare Bara Ghumaune Chaut (Classical)

लहरे बर, घुमाउने चौतारी
लहरे बर, घुमाउने चौतारी
बह पोख्ने ठाउँ छैन
मन बुझाउने गाउँ छैन
बह पोख्ने ठाउँ छैन
मन बुझाउने गाउँ छैन
वैरागीको मनलाई बरिलै
वैरागीको मन बरिलै
लहरे बर, घुमाउने चौतारी

आकाशको कालो बादल मन भरि छायो
आकाशको कालो बादल मन भरि छायो
हाँस्ने खेल्ने उमेरलाई केले हो रुवायो
हाँस्ने खेल्ने उमेरलाई केले हो रुवायो
माइतीको आस, वनिबास, जिउको नाश बरिलै
माइतीको आस, वनिबास, जिउको नाश बरिलै
लहरे बर, घुमाउने चौतारी

डाँडामाथि झुल्के घाम, आँखामा छ रात
डाँडामाथि झुल्के घाम, आँखामा छ रात
आफन्तको भिँड बिच कोहि छैन साथ
आफन्तको भिँड बिच कोहि छैन साथ
कहाँ हो मेरो गाउँ, कुन हो ठाउँ, केहो नाउँ बरिलै
कहाँ हो मेरो गाउँ, कुन हो ठाउँ, केहो नाउँ बरिलै

लहरे बर, घुमाउने चौतारी
लहरे बर, घुमाउने चौतारी
बह पोख्ने ठाउँ छैन
मन बुझाउने गाउँ छैन
बह पोख्ने ठाउँ छैन
मन बुझाउने गाउँ छैन
वैरागीको मनलाई बरिलै
वैरागीको मन बरिलै
लहरे बर, घुमाउने चौतारी

The Swinging Pavilion (Classical)

The swaying pavilion, a place to swing
The swaying pavilion, a place to swing
There is no place to pour out my tears
There is no village to soothe my heart
There is no place to pour out my tears
There is no village to soothe my heart
The heart of the ascetic, all alone
The heart of the ascetic, all alone
The swaying pavilion, a place to swing

The dark clouds of the sky have covered my heart
The dark clouds of the sky have covered my heart
What has made my childhood, filled with laughter and play, weep?
What has made my childhood, filled with laughter and play, weep?
The hope of my parents, my exile, the destruction of my life, all alone
The hope of my parents, my exile, the destruction of my life, all alone
The swaying pavilion, a place to swing

The sun is setting on the hilltop, but darkness is in my eyes
The sun is setting on the hilltop, but darkness is in my eyes
Amidst the crowd of my relatives, there is no one by my side
Amidst the crowd of my relatives, there is no one by my side
Where is my village, which is my place, what is my name, all alone
Where is my village, which is my place, what is my name, all alone

The swaying pavilion, a place to swing
The swaying pavilion, a place to swing
There is no place to pour out my tears
There is no village to soothe my heart
There is no place to pour out my tears
There is no village to soothe my heart
The heart of the ascetic, all alone
The heart of the ascetic, all alone
The swaying pavilion, a place to swing