yubbywelch
10-03-2015, 10:14 AM
My Golden Bengal
My golden Bengal,
I love you.
Forever your skies,
Your air set my heart in tune
As if it were a flute.
In spring, O mother
The fragrance from your mango groves
Makes me wild with joy,
Ah, what a thrill!
In autumn, O mother
In the full blossomed paddy fields
I have seen spread all over sweet smiles.
What beauty, what shades,
What affection, what tenderness!
What a quilt have you spread
At the feet of banyan trees
And along the banks of rivers!
Oh mother mine, words from your lips
Are like nectar to my ears.
Ah, what a thrill!
If sadness, O mother
Casts a gloom on your face,
My eyes are filled with tears!
My golden Bengal,
I love you.
My golden Bengal,
I love you.
Forever your skies,
Your air set my heart in tune
As if it were a flute.
In spring, O mother
The fragrance from your mango groves
Makes me wild with joy,
Ah, what a thrill!
In autumn, O mother
In the full blossomed paddy fields
I have seen spread all over sweet smiles.
What beauty, what shades,
What affection, what tenderness!
What a quilt have you spread
At the feet of banyan trees
And along the banks of rivers!
Oh mother mine, words from your lips
Are like nectar to my ears.
Ah, what a thrill!
If sadness, O mother
Casts a gloom on your face,
My eyes are filled with tears!
My golden Bengal,
I love you.