I am not a very great fan of Tagore or his compositions even though I belong to the same place where he composed most of them. Neither do I profess great love for the culture, poetry and music of the same language. But there are certain compositions to which I am plainly attracted to.
The one which will be talked about here is an absolute poetry which is played with music or not can beat the best of the class.
This is a song very close to my heart, by Rabindranath Tagore titled "Purano shei diner kotha" inspired from the tunes of "Auld Lang Syne", a Scottish poem composed by Robert Burns. I made an attempt to translate the same into English. Forgive me if I was unable to preserve the beauty of the song. Also this is not an exact text translation. I tried my best. The Bengali text follows:
"Purano shei diner kotha
Bhulbe kii re
Hai o shei chokher dekha, praaner kotha
Sheikii bhola jaaye
Bhulbe kii re
Hai o shei chokher dekha, praaner kotha
Sheikii bhola jaaye
Aaye aar ektibar aayre shokha
Praner majhe aaye mora
Shukher dukher kotha kobo
Praan jodabe tai
Praner majhe aaye mora
Shukher dukher kotha kobo
Praan jodabe tai
Mora bhorer bela phuul tulechi, dulechi dolaaye
Bajiye baanshi gaan geyechi bokuler tolai
Hai majhe holo chadachadi, gelem ke kothaye,
Abaar dekha jodi holo shokha, praner majhe aaye"
Bajiye baanshi gaan geyechi bokuler tolai
Hai majhe holo chadachadi, gelem ke kothaye,
Abaar dekha jodi holo shokha, praner majhe aaye"
And here goes the English Translation:
The memories of the good old days
Can you ever forget it?
It was seen by our eyes, was voice of our life
Can it ever be forgotten?
Can you ever forget it?
It was seen by our eyes, was voice of our life
Can it ever be forgotten?
Come back once more, my friend
Come and be a part of my life
We will talk of smiles and tears
And will feel very good about it
Come and be a part of my life
We will talk of smiles and tears
And will feel very good about it
Together we have plucked flowers in the dawn
Together we have spent hours on the swing
Together we have played the flute
Sang the songs under the shade
We parted in between, never knew where we went
If again I see you someday,
Come and be a part of my life.
Together we have spent hours on the swing
Together we have played the flute
Sang the songs under the shade
We parted in between, never knew where we went
If again I see you someday,
Come and be a part of my life.
This song is about nostalgia, about loss of old friends and hope to meet them again, about the memories that always stay inside and seldom come out and play melody with our heart. It is remembering those old times and wishing them back. For friends that we lost while we were too busy with ourselves, while we were entangled by life, torn by time and just grew up relentlessly, only to realise one day what actually we have lost.
This is dedicated to all my friends that I have lost somehow and especially to my best friend!
Download this song at (right click and save link):
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3 comments:
Beautiful lines....
About losing friends, especially best friends....I just remembetred a quote..
Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it's all over.” -Gloria Naylor
Beautiful composition...and u hav retained its beauty in ur translation. This song touched my heart when I heard it in a live concert of Bangladeshi Band 'Joler Gaan'. Since then I was striving to get its complete meaning, because being Maharashtrian, I don't understand Bangla. Thank you very much :) -Ramaa
Thanks for the blog.
I attempted an English transliteration.
The tales of days gone by
Will you ever forget?
O all the soulful tales and sights
Who can ever forget?
Once more, my friend, once more,
Come into my life.
We'll talk of smiles and tears
And be as one again.
We've walked the long walks
Lazed by the lake.
We've strummed 'n' hummed 'n' sung
Ballads by the fire.
Alas! We went our different ways,
Going who knows where.
If again we meet, my dear,
Come into my life.
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