Lord Krishna seems to have embraced everything moving and motionless It seems to fill an intoxication in my eyesĮven my shadow has become green
The rain from new clouds falls on my eyes like blue anjan* Mad clouds are roaming through the skies,
The wings of birds have opened, feeling the fresh rainfall Makes thundering noises through the skies.Īnd rivers, having found their youth (again), have forgotten their ways, On seeing rain falling in all four directions, my heart is wondering Mor bani thangaat kare, Mann Mor bani thangaat kare
Suggest a correction in the comments below. Mann mor bani thanghat kare… Mor bani thanghat kareĬontributed by Ryan Y. Mann mor bani thanghat kare Ghanghor jhare chahu ore maaru mann
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