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"The Song of a Boatman from Dal Lake" by Dina Nath 'Nadim' |
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by Dina Nath 'Nadim' |
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hay valay, come and buy! hay valay, come and buy! These are tiny eggplants, and these are round gourds, hay valay, come and buy! hay valay, come and buy! |
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The brinjals are like pitchers of wine banging their heads in this boat of mine. hay valay, come and buy! hay valay, come and buy! |
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in the shade of weeds, The red marsh turnip is blushing like a blushing beauty as if the dawn has blossomed into flowers. hay valay, come and buy! hay valay, come and buy! |
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You have taken enough now. I know, dear lady, I cannot blame you, for the high prices are crushing us all now. Let me go! Come on, lend me a hand with this basket I really must go now. hay valay, come and buy! hay valay, come and buy! |
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My child was born only last Thursday. Though I didn't feel up to it, I dragged myself out and left my little one behind. It was painful to leave him away from me. hay valay, come and buy! hay valay, come and buy! |
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My little one is pale like a radish, My little one is pale like jasmine, My little one is naked and nude, shivering and cold like a lump of ice. My little one is crying and crying, the tears roll down from his eyes like drops rolling down from lotus leaves. hay valay, come and buy! hay valay, come and buy! |
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Just like his father's nose; My little one's face is tiny, just like his mother's face. To us both he is like a lotus, sprung from the mud of dalay hay. hay valay, come and buy! hay valay, come and buy! |
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Lo! I seem to feel a sensation in my breast. My heart doesn't seem to be here now, Dear lady, I must really go now. hay valay, come and buy! hay valay, come and buy! |
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