An uncared-for jamara/ Feels like it's stuck in a corner/ All over the plate is dirty/ Faint, pale.
The sweetness of the autumnal June has faded
Rainbow has become colorful in the sky
It has dissolved in the wind
Dasain is not the same as Dasain after you are gone
The ping in the yard doesn't speak excitedly
Instead it squeaks inside
Even the kite flying in the sky
It says to disappear in the sky
It says to fall to the ground
There are many kinds in the market
but those eyes that look good
Dasain is not like Dasain when you are gone
Uncared for jamara
Feels like a corner of the corner
All over the plate is a mess
Feels pale, feels empty
Feels empty
Bardli feels empty
Always in the house, always in my mind
I feel like you
Dasain is not the same as Dasain after you are gone
There is no joy in the yard
There is no drying glass on the roof
Neither There is singing in the kitchen lust
The food is bitter, the heart is even bitter
Malshri's tune is also bitter
Dasain is not like Dasain after you are gone
is going on.
Bhakarivari paddy
The straw tied to the shed
The memory you left behind the door
It's still going on in my heart and mind
The love you planted, your only shadow
But the hustle and bustle of Dasain
Dasain is not like Dasain after you're gone
Without you, the evening light has disappeared from our sky.
In the light of the memory you left,
Again, remembering you, I have to bring
to the forehead of Tika's mind.
