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A Letter To Brajendra Kr Brahma

nwi gedema khonthaigiri---
ang jebla nwngkow gwswkhanw
ang khonthai lirnw najayw

nwi gedema saoraigiri---
ang jebla maba lirnw layw
nwngkownw gwswkhangw

nwi gedema bijirgiri---
ang jebla maba sannw layw
nwngni sansrikow gwswkhangw

ang nwngni sansri poraibai
nwngni bijirnai naibai
ang nwngni khonthai aoraibai
nwngni jiu foraibai ang

arw ang swlwngbai lirnw
sansrinw swlwngbai beseba ang
okrangjwng sunai sunai
lwithwjwng sunai sunai

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My Little Village

How calm, how cool aah!
In the queue of betel jackfruit, mango garden
Happiness run with family
Paddy area and the mustard field.
Baisagu arrived in our village
Beautiful dance of joy, welcome
Village to replay around parties
Kham jotha thorkha playing.
Aah! so glad to live in this
Parties to the action
Great brother to help
Birds keeps rearing cattle, pigs.
Does harvest crops in the ground
Golden and green coloured design on clothes made in weaving,
Waterfall in the lake while fishing jekhai
Deer and wild boar hunt.
Waterfall behind family run
Oh! how beautiful
With beautiful gardens
Made in the field of veterinary.
World of wonder in nature
Full of joy and pain, in my village
Fight to live every moment!
How calm, how cool.

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Just Like That, I Want To See You

One part of the song I sing
This morning in lovely moment
Vermillion in her forehead she comes
The cool dew sweet rhythm with
This is the morning, Which I love
Like foreign voice, The birds greeting to
Flock of parrots, Go over the top of her head
Recognise this morning all to
River's high land snail now climbing upward
And the beach in high land crocodile, Flightless birds plays
Himalaya snow over head carry the load
Very beautiful to look
Nature has now washing away the dew
On the wings of time warp
You in the morning, As I want
Ah your pretty head open by
Peace out cool smiling your smile
I am seeing you, To wash away
Holy open on your feet
Lover your heart in the middle
Blossomy on your beautiful face
Just like that, I want to see you
Morning you come again and again

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Our Village

All Round River and waterfall
Land of the harvest,
This is our village
Betelnut and betel's garden.
Home home the granary
Haystack and cowherd,
This is our village
Magw Bwisagu cheerfully and welcome to.
Water from the well water to drag up
In the house bring on waist wrap,
This is our village
As is family.
Early morning wake up the chicken
Harvest in the land of to go,
This is our village
Spade and solution of farming to do.
And so the garden vegetables everywhere
Lai, lapha, mula and etc.
This is our village
Vegetables are not lacking.
Temple, church and bathou festival
Holy, our place of worship
This is our village of bodos
Goibari taijowbari kantalbari, and like the names.

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Summer Flows This Way

White and black clouds on blue sky
And to be the rain around,
Flowers flowering greenish yellow and red color
The nature is beautiful, and everything of nature.
River flow from Bhutan hills in our village
Birds sing sweetly and dancing on trees,
Farmers go to harvest, in the land of agriculture
Go to the womens to give rice.
Servants and farmers make the border
Womens caught fish by jekhai on the river,
The cricket sing afternoon and evening
Halzangkhra would be in the land of agriculture.
The girls go to take bath on river
To take a smiling on thier lips,
Go to pluck vegetables at the banks of river
The proggies provoke to them.
See the himalaya mountain by stretching legs
Fishes are happiness and flock of the heron,
The world in youth in this season
Beautiful and be the form of dark green.

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16th November: Bodo Literary Day

Still winter season today
We don't tolerate cold, take today
Hard more than warm sunny has too be
We didn't bore still today
We shall hoist the flag in public.
Literature has escaped from the gust
Literature of the new agreement, both floor
All language culture show.
Legs then gave out the grass we bend
A small drop of dew from water to revived,
Today our hope has an open heaven
Where the narrow range won't expect.
O greet persons
O bore can't ambassadors
O heroes
O martyrs
Today we are the only flight leg to bend grass
From Grass bend water sprinkle peace to you today.
You people's soul has been happy
You people's learned philosophy
Ever lasting for live.
Bodo goes live
Bodo culture live
Bodo literature be open
Win would be the mother of the bodos.

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The Emperor of Bodo Short Story

Caste of language and literature to the eyes
You embrace the culture of Bodos
The Bodo race in the world to introduce
Sweet stories you wrote
Great race and all of the fields to watch

You are the emperor of the Bodo short story
The poem of you bikram
Like brush many your creativity
Your poem in the blooming flowers

Does embrace thousands poet
You are screenplay writer of Bodo films
You wrote Alayaron in 1986
You have written for 2002 film Songali

Wonder how much of you creation!
Takes  only your creations
We are lose you!
Just said to me your philosophy
Can human effort and can be successful

Come on friends, let us go to try
Caste and country for advancement

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Evening In My Village

Even more beautiful than the bride
Today evening in my village
Cold and peaceful in the air flow
The scent of the land of farming
In the tree jackfruit and mango
The birds ate a lot fruits
And singing song on the trees branch
The blue sky is so holy and pure
Waterfall is flowing happily beside the village
Silence and sweet song like sing
At the meadow, the cows don't leave to eating grass
The girls eating mango's vegetables
And talking about the love
Now village road is like the design of dokhona
This is the way I walk again and again

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Sky

How beautiful sky you
No matter how big you are-
Can not embrace my hands,
Still my heart

Played in your heart.
Day in the clouds-
Flying etc.
I am seeing over and over again

Played in your heart.
Bright stars in the night
More from planet constellation

How you open heaven
No matter how kind you are
Is it to stay open.

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We Remember You

O our savior, Kalicharan Brahma
We remember you, candle to burn
To accept your contribution by
We give thanks to you
O our teacher, we remember you
Taking the light from dark
You are inspiring for us
Hands on with the torch
You show a road for us
O Gurudev, we remember you