Текст и перевод песни Shreya Guhathakurta - Bedona Ki Bhashay Re

Bedona Ki Bhashay Re

Vedna kii bhasa re
Marm marmari gunjri baje
Vedna-

Se vedna samir samir sanchar
Chanchal bege vishve dil dola

Vedna kii bhasa re
Marm marmari gunjri baje
Vedna-

Dibanisha achi nidrahara birhe
Tab nandanvan-angandwar
Dibanisha achi nidrahara birhe
Tab nandanvan-angandwar

Monomohan bandhu-
Aakul praana
Monomohan bandhu-
Aakul praana
Parijatmala sugandh haane

Vedna kii bhasa re
Marm marmari gunjri baje
Vedna kii bhasa re

The Language of Sorrow

The language of sorrow, my love,
A soft, murmuring flute it plays.
Sorrow-

That sorrow, on the wind it travels,
With restless speed, my heart trembles.

The language of sorrow, my love,
A soft, murmuring flute it plays.
Sorrow-

Day and night, sleep evades me, in this separation,
Then the garden of paradise becomes a prison.
Day and night, sleep evades me, in this separation,
Then the garden of paradise becomes a prison.

My enchanting beloved-
My anxious soul
My enchanting beloved-
My anxious soul
Yearns for the fragrance of Parijat flowers.

The language of sorrow, my love,
A soft, murmuring flute it plays.
The language of sorrow, my love.