Текст и перевод песни Aruna Lama - Arule Haneko

Arule Haneko

अरुले हानेको ढुंगाले भन्दा
आफन्तको फूलले
जिन्दगी बढि दुख्दो रहेछ
सानो देखिने भुलले
अरुले हानेको ढुंगाले भन्दा

टेकेको दैलो मेरो भएन
आफ्ने भन्नु केहि भएन
टेकेको दैलो मेरो भएन
आफ्ने भन्नु केहि भएन
रङ बदल्ने यो हुलमा
रङ बदल्ने यो हुलमा
तिमी पनि त मेरो भएनौ

अरुले घोचेँको काँडाले भन्दा
आफन्तको फूलले
जिन्दगी बढि बिझ्दो रहेछ
सानो देखिने भुलले
अरुले हानेको ढुंगाले भन्दा

मेरै हो भन्न गाह्रो भएछ
आफ्नै उड्ने प्वाँख पनि
मेरै हो भन्न गाह्रो भएछ
आफ्नै उड्ने प्वाँख पनि
मोल माग्ने भैसकेछ
मोल माग्ने भैसकेछ
सिर बिसाउने काख पनि

अरुले छ्यापेको हिलोले भन्दा
आफन्तको फूलले
जिन्दगी बढि भिज्दो रहेछ
सानो देखिने भुलले
अरुले हानेको ढुंगाले भन्दा

Aruna Lama's Song

A stone thrown by a stranger hurts less
Than a flower from a loved one
Life is more painful
From seemingly small mistakes
Than a stone thrown by a stranger

The threshold I step over is not mine
There is nothing that is my own
The threshold I step over is not mine
There is nothing that is my own
In this crowd of shape-shifters
In this crowd of shape-shifters
You too did not belong to me

A stranger's thorn pricks less
Than a flower from a loved one
Life is more annoying
From seemingly small mistakes
Than a stone thrown by a stranger

It's difficult to say, "This is mine"
Even my own wings
It's difficult to say, "This is mine"
Even my own wings
Have become something that can be haggled over
Have become something that can be haggled over
Even my own lap to rest my head

Mud thrown by a stranger stains less
Than a flower from a loved one
Life is more damp
From seemingly small mistakes
Than a stone thrown by a stranger