Tell us about a sensation— a taste, smell, a piece of music that transports you back to childhood.
This is the song that takes me back to my childhood. It is a song by Tagore, the singer is Hemant Kumar and translated by me,Ranu.
I am a lost traveler
I am evening’s jasmine
Morning’s Arabian jasmine
Do you recognize me?
I am a lost traveler
I came to see you
I recognize you
Young traveler
Your colorful clothes
fly from forest to forest!
You are Spring
mornings restless light
chaitra night’s
unconcerned traveler
we are floating your way!
I am a lost traveler
Who is calling
this crazy homeless man
In a sad tune
when he plays his
flute and roams around?
Oh indifferent man
I am calling you
I am mango blossom
Before I saw you
My eyes dreamed of you
And pained me
I loved you before
I recognized you!
I am a lost traveler
When the day is done
I am finished playing
I will go on the heated
And dusty road
On the chariot of flowers
Who will be with me?
I will stay with you
Oh indifferent traveler
I am the sad gratuity!
At late night of Spring
the thought of
Farewell gives me hidden pain
I weep a flood of tears
I am a lost traveler
I came to see you!
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