Evolution of Love 2

Don't marry that far, father!

Baba!
Don't marry me that far
Where to meet me, for the sake.
You have to sell the goats of the house.

Don't marry in that country
Where more than man
God resides

Where there are no jungle rivers and mountains
Don't come there my lagan

There is no where
On the streets of the world
Motor-cars run faster than respect.
Tall houses
And shops are bigger

Don't connect my relationship with that house
With no big open patio
Where there is no morning on the chicken's bong.
And the evening from the backyard to where
Can't see the sun setting on the hill
Don't choose like this
The one who is often drowned in pochai and hadia
Kahil-Nikamma is
Expert in flying girls from the fair
Don't choose such a bride for me

Is there no thari-lota
That later when I want to change
On being good and bad

Who in the conversation
Talk about stick and stick
Take out arrows and bow, axe
Whenever you want to go to Bengal, Assam or Kashmir
We don't want such a bride

And don't give my hand in her hand
Whose hands never planted any trees
The hands that did not grow the crops
The hands that never supported anyone
Didn't lift anyone's burden

And so more !
Those who don't know how to write hand, hand with 'H'
Never give my hand to her!

Marriage is there marriage
Where go in the morning
Return to the evening on foot
If I ever cry in sorrow, this ghat
So you bathing in that pier river
You can hear my mourning

Mahua's lat and
I can make date jaggery and send message for you
Someone's hands coming and going from there
Can I send pumpkin-fog, khekhsa, barbatti
Time to time for Gogo too

Fair-Hat-Bazaar on the way
Can I find someone close to me
Can tell the condition of the village and the village.
News of Chitakabari Gaia's seed
Whatever someone passes through
Such a place to marry me!

Marriage in that country
Where God less men live more
The goat and the lion
Where you drink a pier of water
Exactly marry me!

Marry with the same one who
Pair of pigeons and panduk like birds
May your hands always remain.
From working in the farms outdoor
Until the night shares happiness and sorrow
Selecting on like this
The one who plays the flute melody.
And you are mastery in playing drums

Joe can bring in the days of spring
Plash flowers for my couple

The one who can't be eaten
On my stay hungry
Marry me to the same!