In The Garden Of Taralangso Poem by Lovita Morang

…for the love of karbis…
…on the eve of karbi youth festival 16th February 2009

Nekachinghon osomar! Nekachinghon Karbi Anglong
I said-beloved children-beloved Karbi Anglong

blessed in the colours of red blue green blooming like the mirs-the flowers

in the garden of Taralangso

you shine in your pride, wearing your pini, pekok, poho and chihongthore

like the ever flowing river Kopili
in the bosom of your glorified existence
proudly protected by the mighty singhasan

you are the heroin Kareng Rongpharpi Rongbe-
you are the hero-Thong Nokbe

o nekachinghon osomar! Nekachinghon karbi Anglong
o my beloved children of Karbi Anglong

bathe in the breeze of thang thang - the February breeze
I feel like new born today

But tomorrow I shall be leaving

Leaving to come back
At the call of wojaru, at the call of wosobipu
Hail king of birds!

I will come back flying like the Siberian bird
from any far off land
and sing with you beautiful Bongoi
at the beats of the Cheng

I shall come back to dance with you
Ritnongching, jili kekan, nimsokerung

O nekachinghon osomar, nekachinghon karbi Anglong
O beloved children of Karbi Anglong

I shall come back to say mesen karbi Anglong
I shall come back to say kardom Karbi Anglong
I shall come back to say kurwangthu Karbi Anglong

Dedicated to the lovable people of Karbi Anglong