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Murir Tin*

Oh goodness Allah, our bus has left Kalurghaat
Been over an hour, still couldn't reach Bohoddar Haat,
The bus is kankling-dangling at a lousy turtle's pace
Everyone is annoyed, but the driver couldn't care less.
Stuffing it with passengers, all seats are too close
There's simply no leg space between these rows,
Uncle coughs sitting straight, his chest ready to blow
And here I'm writing this song, sitting at the last row!
 
Murir Tin* from Kalurghat!
(Bohoddarhaat, Chawkbazar, Anderkilla, New Market)
Murir Tin from Kalurghat!
(Come, come fast, just run and hop in)
Murir Tin from Kalurghat!
(Uff! Give me change, please)
Murir Tin from Kalurghat!
(Hey Ostaad(Driver)! Let's drive forward!)
 
All along this rutted road, it's full of cracks and bumps
The bus falls in a pothole and you feel like throwing up,
He steps on the brake in haste, with no socket-jumper(shock-absorber)
And all the riders get a hit, randomly here and there.
Some would always gather at front, leaving rear rows
Some would ramble and huddle like groups of buffaloes,
Uncle cries out, 'Hey Driver! Just forward you go!'
And here I'm writing this song, sitting at the last row!
 
Murir Tin* from Kalurghat!
(Bohoddarhaat, Chawkbazar, Anderkilla, New Market)
Murir Tin from Kalurghat!
(Hey bro! Don't you lean on me!)
Murir Tin from Kalurghat!
(Go to the rear! The backseats are empty!)
Murir Tin from Kalurghat!
(Hey Ostaad(Driver)! Plastic(Sedan) on your right!)
 
Some hop up, some get down, some commute, some ride around!
When the bus stops the ride, Some sneaks in through left side!
There's no seat left, Why curse me for that!
Why don't you sit on my lap, And then pay just the half?
Uncle with the footlong beard, I'm so sorry!
I stepped on your foot, and got you so angry!
Forget everything! I'm form Sylhet, I swear!
Looks like you too are from Moulvibazar(place in Sylhet)!
 
If you are on the wrong bus, you're doomed in a strife
You trust one with the wheels, he plays with your life,
The side passenger takes his paan(betel leaf) and scattles over
Your life's brake may fail, as if drowning in Surma river!
Watch out, Ustaad(Driver), mind that Plastic(sedan)!
Our life is indeed an Murir Tin, so fantastic!
A pitstop on the way? Our destiny at play!
You speed up for joy! An accident spoils the ploy!
 
Passengers getting on & off a dented old bus
The pickpocket behind your back lifts up a purse,
A scuffle about the loose changes keeps the helper busy
A clever rider dodges the fare and sneaks out easy-peasy,
So many kinds of travelers, chasing so many goals
Some sit quietly while some would always brawl,
That uncle cries again, 'Hey Driver! Forward you go!'
And here I'm writing this song, sitting at the last row!
 
Murir Tin* from Kalurghat!
(Bohoddarhaat, Chawkbazar, Anderkilla, New Market)
Murir Tin from Kalurghat!
(Hey! How many times will I have to ask for fare!)
Murir Tin from Kalurghat!
(Sorry man! I don't accept damaged bills!)
Murir Tin from Kalurghat!
(Make way for ladies please! Please, man!)
 
Hey! Take count of the passengers one by one
Still burping from that spice meat curry!
Make sure no one take a free ride about
If you spot a crook, Just push him right out!
 
If I drive fast, they ask me to slow down
If the speed is right, they would still frown
So, should I just try to fly this bus around?
Along this 'Phultola' to 'Sonapata' route?
No time to shower or eat, no time for some rest
Once I'm on the wheels, I just don't get a break.
 
The broken roads, rushing riders
Rowdy bunch of kids I just can't stand them all,
The bus never stops, always driving fast
All four wheels spinning, stepping on the clutch,
From one place to another, going on impulse
dancing and driving and running off balance
 
Stuffing it with passengers, all seats are too close
There's simply no leg space between these rows,
Uncle coughs sitting straight, his chest ready to blow
And here I'm writing this song, sitting at the last row!
 
Murir Tin* from Kalurghat!
(Hey! Ladies on board! Give them good seats!)
Murir Tin from Kalurghat!
(Hey mister! Why did you sit on a Ladies' seat?)
Murir Tin from Kalurghat!
(Make sure you collect the fare right!)
Murir Tin from Kalurghat!
(Half fare? You're a grownup big man!)
 
Murir Tin* from Kalurghat!
(Bohoddarhaat, Chawkbazar, Anderkilla, New Market)
Murir Tin from Kalurghat!
(Hey Ostaad(Driver)! Slow down! Someone's getting off!)
Murir Tin from Kalurghat!
(Hey! Let him get down! You back up!)
Murir Tin from Kalurghat!
 


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02.02.2025

Prietenul Imaginar



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Cine sunt eu? Revoluția
M-am născut în mintea ta
Diferite forme ale iluziei tale
Oh, pot fi visul pe care l-ai avut mereu
Odată ce ai gândit, a devenit un sentiment
Respiram, eram acolo
Cine sunt eu? Ai crede
Oh, că sunt un înger căzut, și am spus:
 

Strigă-mi numele în miez de noapte
Când ți-e frică, strigă-mi numele
Strigă-mi numele în miez de noapte
Da, strigă-mi numele
 

Știi, sunt prietenul tău imaginar
Știi, sunt aici în seara asta să-ți dau putere
Când sunt monștri pe tavan
Te voi ține în siguranță și te voi face să visezi
Știi, sunt prietenul tău imaginar
 

Știi, eu sunt
Tu și cu mine până la sfârșit
 

Cine sunt eu? Evoluția
M-am născut în visul tău
Crede-mă, nu sunt o iluzie
Oh, eu sunt tot ceea ce vrei să fii
Vino și dansează, dansează și nu te opri
Sunt o mică scânteie norocoasă
Păstrează acel sentiment în inima ta
Tu și cu mine, vom fi împreună, nu mă pot opri să mă gândesc la ritmul nostru
Putem sări, putem alerga și voi fi cea mai bună, yeah
 

Strigă-mi numele în miez de noapte
Când ți-e frică, strigă-mi numele
Strigă-mi numele în miez de noapte
Da, strigă-mi numele
 

Știi, sunt prietenul tău imaginar
Știi, sunt aici în seara asta să-ți dau putere
Când sunt monștri pe tavan
Te voi ține în siguranță și te voi face să visezi
Știi, sunt prietenul tău imaginar
 

Știi, eu sunt
Tu și cu mine până la sfârșit
 
02.02.2025

L'amour





L’amour, c’est comme un marlou
Et quand t’as deux sous
Ça t’met sur le sable
L’amour, c’est comme un vin doux
Qui te rend tout fou
Et t’fout sous la table
L’amour c’est comme un filou
Qui t’fait filer doux
C’est la femme du diable
L’amour c’est comme un vin doux un marlou
C’est l’amour qui rend fou
 

L’amour c’est comme un voyou
Qui met des verrous
Aux portes du rêve
L’amour c’est comme un joujou
Si à deux on joue
À jouer sans trêve
L’amour c’est ta main qui coud
Des fleurs de bijou
À notre vie brève
L’amour c’est un souffle un rien un joujou
C’est l’amour joue à joue
 

L’amour c’est deux pommiers doux
Que tu portes au cou
Quand j’y pends mes hardes
L’amour c’est un p’tit licou
Tout fait pour mon cou
Quand je m’y hasarde
L’amour c’est comme un toutou
Qui fait les yeux doux
Quand tu me regardes
L’amour c’est ça qui vient d’on ne sait où
Mon amour...aimons-nous !
 
02.02.2025

Absence





Assis sur la Butte
Devant la cahute
Où, folle, chahute
La chanson d’amour
Je songe à ma mie
Lointaine et je prie
Pour l’heure bénie
L’heure du retour
 

Le jour qui s’achève
Attriste mon rêve
En cette heure brève
Où tout s’alanguit
L’horizon s’embue
Et là-bas la rue
Lente s’atténue
Dans le fond des nuits
 

La lune s’allume
Et jette au bitume
Son rayon de brume
D’argent pailleté
Les arbres s’allongent
Et les fous qui songent
Dans leurs ombres plongent
Pour mieux rêvasser
 

Mais dans le silence
Une voix commence
La douce romance
Qui vient me bercer
Et d’une guitare
Monte une fanfare
Plaintive et bizarre
Qui me fait pleurer
 

La chanson s’est tue
Encore très émue
Mon âme éperdue
N’est plus qu’un frisson
Et pendant une heure
Triste je demeure
Poursuivant le leurre
De ma déraison
 

Mais la maison ferme
Cela met un terme
Au rêve qui germe
Pauvre fou d’amour
Je songe à ma mie
Lointaine et je prie
Pour l’heure bénie
L’heure du retour
 
02.02.2025

J’ai tant besoin de toi





J’ai tant besoin de toi
De tes grands yeux pleins de rêve
De tes baisers pleins de fièvre
Qu’un seul jour loin de toi
Je ne suis plus moi-même
Car, loin de toi, il n’est plus rien
Plus rien que j’aime
 

J’ai tant besoin de toi
Que mon amour et ma vie
Sont une extase infinie
Où tu es dans mes bras
Rien qu’à moi, toute à moi
Tu le sais bien, j’ai tant besoin
Besoin de toi
 

Pour voir briller en tes yeux
La folle envie des caresses
Je donnerais la Terre et le ciel bleu
Et toutes les richesses
 

J’ai tant besoin de toi
De tes grands yeux pleins de rêve
De tes baisers pleins de fièvre
Qu’un seul jour loin de toi
Je ne suis plus moi-même
Car, loin de toi, il n’est plus rien
Plus rien que j’aime
 

T’aimer, oui je veux t’aimer
Pour oublier que demain
Tu peux partir
Me laissant tous mes chagrins
Et mon amour brisé
 

J’ai tant besoin de toi
Que mon amour et ma vie
Sont une extase infinie
Où tu es dans mes bras
Rien qu’à moi, toute à moi
Tu le sais bien, j’ai tant besoin
Besoin de toi