Gram Chhara Oi Ranga Matir Path-Rabindra Sangeet By Susmita
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7 th July, 2020

One Rabindra Sangeet this time by my elder sister Susmita Nundy with supporting lyrical meaning. Lyrics and tune by Rabindra Nath Tagore.

By Hemant Kumar: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yNdbuaOQ3D0


Gram chhara oi ranga matir path
[That red colored road passing across the village]

Amar mon bhulae re
[makes my heart wistful]

ore kar pane mon haat bariye
[To whome my mind has extended its hand]

Lutiye jae dhulae re
[and spreaded over the dust of road]

o je amae gharer bahir kare
[that road calls me out of my home]
paye paye paye dhare
[holds my leg]
mori hay hay re
[I die out of shyness]

o je kere amay niye jae re
[It leads me on I know not to what abandonment]
jae re kon chulae re
[to what sudden gain or surprises of distress.]

o kon banke ki dhon dekhabe
[I dont know what treasure it will show after the bending]
kon khane ki dae thekabe
[what responsibility it will pass on]
kothae giye sesh mele je
[where shall I meet the end]
vebei na kulae re
[cannot think anymore]


MY KING'S road that lies still before my house makes my heart wistful.
It stretches its beckoning hand towards me; its silence calls me out of my home; with dumb entreaties
it kisses my feet at every step.
It leads me on I know not to what abandonment, to what sudden gain or surprises of distress.
I know not where its windings end-
But my King's road that lies still before my house makes my heart wistful.

- Translated by Rabindranath Tagore

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