Who goes there, come you here
Leave your heart to me
From my luscious lips I shall give you my smiles
I shall make you happy, give you sorrows
Dipped in a lot of honey
From my restless eyes I shall give you tears
I shall deaden your heart with a poisoned drink
Mixed with a lot of love
Showering lights on your bosom
From my deep collyriumed eyes
With blows of laughter I shall make you cry
And my tears will make you smile
With my lovely arms I shall bind you fast
Which you love so much
The only thing that I won’t part with
Is my own dear heart
You are free to take everything else that I have.
Translation of the humorous love song – Ke jetechhis ayre hetha, hridaykhani ja-na diye – by Rabindranath Tagore. Best recording of this song is by Debabrata Biswas. The original with its swaralipi or notation is at http://www.rabindra-rachanabali.nltr.org/node/6527
