All aboard the Venice-Paris-Istanbul Orient Express not. Alo chaya dhola, the light’s wavering shadows. Vocalist, SD Burman.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Aaa aalo chaya dhola In the midst of the play of light and shadow, uthola phagunae bono bina baajae rae, my heart skips as if a fluted instrument, potho chari bhori cholaejae kakoli, the road ahead is full of song birds.  Jaagae modhu laagae, that awaken the nectar within hearts. Mridhu phulobashae, in the presence of flowers shomironi nishashae, one’s breath rests,  ojana aadhesho phiraethae shae aaji, some unknown information has weighed everyone down,  aaji piyamaadhae , that beckons a beloved land dholae lotha beni, where the lotus and its leaves sway gently, shaajae bono pori, to dress the creatures of the forest, baadhaephulorakhi, and one’ heart becomes bound in its glory bujhi moroae shori , In order that we move forward chaari diki tharo, onto heaven’s road daakae onibaro, which calls everyone home. Aey shubhono dholae Upon  partaking of this holy assembly aajae ki  kamonae rohi onothorae, you will see how well a heart’s design truly is.  Aalo chaya dhola, within the game of light and shadow, gleams Brindhavan, the abode of God.

Aaa aalo chaya dhola In the midst of the play of light and shadow, uthola phagunae bono bina baajae rae, my heart skips as if a flute, potho chari bhori cholaejae kakoli, the road ahead is full of song birds.  Jaagae modhu laagae, that awaken the nectar within hearts. Mridhu phulobashae, in the presence of flowers shomironi nishashae, one’s breath rests,  ojana aadhesho phiraethae shae aaji, some unknown information has weighed down on all,  aaji piyamaadhae , beckons a beloved land dholae lotha beni, where the lotus and its leaves sway gently, shaajae bono pori, dress the creatures of the forest, baadhaephulorakhi, and one’ heart becomes bound in its glory bujhi moroae shori , in order that we move forward chaari diki tharo, and the heavenly road daakae onibaro, calls everyone to its home. Aey shubhono dholae and partake of this holy assembly aajae ki  kamonae rohi onothorae, and then you will see how well you are taken care of. Aalo chaya dhola, within the game of light and shadow, gleams Brindhavan, the abode of God.