~Amber Gurung~
Translation : Manjushree Thapa
If life is a song of gales we must sing it in any way
If we can’t meet joyously then we must meet in sorrow
The wounds may be different, our pain is the same
The faults may be different, our separation is the same
So when defoliation takes place in you my leaves fall-
my leaves fall
Your country may be different, our earth is the same
Your face may be different, our tears are the same
So when earthquakes move in you, my houses collapse
my houses collapse
If life is a song of gales we must sing it in any way
If we can’t meet joyously then we must meet in sorrow
Sung by : Phatteman
(Source : Nepali Times)
