My love has gone

(1104)  Kende kende tava kabarii bandha

Crying and crying, your braided hair
Got unloosed on account of whom, please say.
With mournful eyes, the shrouded anxiety–
That you cannot hold in music-mode and melody.

The daylight has got faded;
Gloaming's sun has begun.
Alone now, why are you in jungle?
Whose memory has been stirred, do tell.

A stork^[1] soars away, very far away...
Then to its nest comes back again.
Your sweetheart, if indeed he went away,
He will return again someday.

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