(amonihar amayi nahi saaje)
Oh my darling
This crown jeweled necklace
Does not fit me at all
It hurts me when I wear
Pains me if I wish to tear
I'm misfit of your costly gift
My throat becomes chocked
Heart's tuning gets lost
My mind being stuck there
I cannot perform my duty
So, I'm waiting keenly
To adorn you
With this costly gift of yours
And to beg you instead
A garland of fresh wild flowers
Oh my love, please save me!
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12/15/14
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