(Seeing the misfortune of the woman in Mithilanchal)
Only yesterday
A wall clock
I brought it home
She is beautiful
Charming, charming
And heart touching
When from time to time
His (musical) voice
Echoes in the palace
Palace not palace
Home seems to be
He knows
When will it be six o'clock in the morning
When one in the afternoon
When will it be four in the evening
And when night nine
Even
Late at night
Own music
To recite
Is ready
He also knows
When i return home
Because, being late
Tells
I am late
Yes she does not know
Where am i going
Whom do I meet?
What do I say?
And when will I return home?
Him me
Bringing to your palace
Make the palace home
Attached to wall
Just hang on
Stick to wall
Now she is mine
My slave
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