The girl with dark and beautiful hair,
Her eyes are lovely and her skin fair.
She is like a full bloomed flower
With beauty, I can’t bear
In life’s ups and downs, good or bad
She’s always with me happy or sad
I will always long for my mother’s blessings
No matter which way my fate swings, .
I have lost my livelihood,
I can’t stand where I stood,
I have become lazy and bored
People say that I have been bangalored.
Latest to arrive, in the line of holy men
Your beginnings were very humble
No one knew the power within you then.
You made the British Empire crumble.
Like a desert without rain,
Like a mother without child,
Like a temple without god,
Is my life without her.