In our house the music we loved to hear were, Hindi and Bengali songs. We learned to listen and appreciate the gifted singers. There were many.
The following are my favorite songs one in Hindi and one in Bengali.
The first song is in Bengali(my mother tongue)
Bengali translation by Ranu:
when my footsteps are no longer visible,
I won’t row my boat on this shore
I will complete buying and selling
My visits to this wharf will stop
you need not remember or
look at the stars and call me
when dust accumulates on
the strings of my musical instrument
prickly thorn would cover my doorway
you need not remember or call me
the flute will sound the same
you need not remember
or call me then
The flower garden will be covered
with weeds and tall grass
You need not remember or call me then
The large pond will be
encircled with moss
The wharf will be filled with boats
as it is now
At that time who will
say I am not there
in the morning
I will participate in
all the games
I will have a new name
I will play with my new friends
I will come and
go as usual
You need not
remember me or call me
when my footsteps
are no longer visible
in this market.
The following is a Hindi song: translated by Ranu
There will be no shortage
of fairs in this life
we will not be sorry
there will be time
when our journey
in this life will end
no one will accompany us
we will go alone
time, day, or season
will be unknown
the world is a flowing river
our life is just a drop
how important is our life
water will mix with water
resulting in destruction
spring will repeat,
there will be memories
of loves lost
stop and breathe for a moment
the world will remain the same
the confusions of life will continue
the world will remain the same
it will be destroyed and rebuilt
The fairs of life will continue!!
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