Composition
मोरे बालमाँ, कब आए ॥
उन बिन जियरा तरसे, अखियाँ बरसे ॥ध्रु॥
'नादरंग' व्याकुल दरस बिना ॥
बाँट देखत ये दिन गये बीत ॥
उन बिन जियरा तरसे, अखियाँ बरसे ॥१॥
Explanation
"When will my love arrive?
Without whom, my heart is anxious, my eyes are moist".
'Naadrang' longs for his love, the days creeping by inexorably slowly;
His heart is anxious, his eyes are moist.
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