Susmita Goswami - Momer Putul - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction Susmita Goswami - Momer Putul




Momer Putul
Wax Doll
Momer putul mamir desher may neche ya
A wax doll descends from mother's land
Momer putul mamir desher may neche ya
A wax doll descends from mother's land
Vihabal chanchal pa, vihabal chanchal pa
With playful, restless feet, with playful, restless feet
Sahara maru par, kharjur bithi dhare
Along the desert's edge, by the date palm fence
Baja ghumar jhumur jhumur madhur jhankare
The ghumar rhythm plays, a sweet, tinkling sound
Oriye odhna lu howa pari natini neche ya
Whirling her veil, like a wind fairy, she descends
Oriye odhna lu howa pari natini neche ya
Whirling her veil, like a wind fairy, she descends
Dule dule dure sudur, dule dule dure sudur
Floating, floating, far away, floating, floating, far away
Momer putul mamir desher may neche ya
A wax doll descends from mother's land
Momer putul mamir desher may neche ya
A wax doll descends from mother's land
Vihabal chanchal pa, vihabal chanchal pa
With playful, restless feet, with playful, restless feet
Surma-para ankhi haane aasman
Kohl-rimmed eyes hold the sky
Jyosna aases nil akashe taar tane
Moonlight resides in the blue sky, in its embrace
Surma-para ankhi haane aasman
Kohl-rimmed eyes hold the sky
Jyosna aases nil akashe taar tane
Moonlight resides in the blue sky, in its embrace
Dheu tule nil darya, dil dardi neche ya
The blue sea swells, my heart aches, she descends
Dheu tule nil darya, dil dardi neche ya
The blue sea swells, my heart aches, she descends
Dule dule dure sudur, dule dule dure sudur
Floating, floating, far away, floating, floating, far away
Momer putul mamir desher may neche ya
A wax doll descends from mother's land
Momer putul mamir desher may neche ya
A wax doll descends from mother's land
Vihabal chanchal pa, vihabal chanchal pa
With playful, restless feet, with playful, restless feet
Sahara maru par, kharjur bithi dhare
Along the desert's edge, by the date palm fence
Baja ghumar jhumur jhumur madhur jhankare
The ghumar rhythm plays, a sweet, tinkling sound
Oriye odhna lu howa pari natini neche ya
Whirling her veil, like a wind fairy, she descends
Oriye odhna lu howa pari natini neche ya
Whirling her veil, like a wind fairy, she descends
Dule dule dure sudur, dule dule dure sudur
Floating, floating, far away, floating, floating, far away
Momer putul mamir desher may neche ya
A wax doll descends from mother's land
Momer putul mamir desher may neche ya
A wax doll descends from mother's land






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