(aaji mormor dhonee keno jagilore)
Why the disappointing sound ringing today
Amid my twigs amidst wind
Frequently appear shivering
Alas which beggar came to my garden door?
Seemingly asking for all of my mind’s wealth
My heart probably knows him
Blooming flower by his song
In my soul that traveler’s step ringing today
This is why I am awaking all on a sudden
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