Sukhera Lagiya Ei Ghara Badhinu lyrics

sukhera lāgiyā, ei ghara bādhinu, āgune puḍiyā gela amiyā sāgare, sināna karite, sakali garala bhela

sukhera lagiya, ei ghara badhinu, agune pudiya gela amiya sagare, sinana karite, sakali garala bhela

सुखेर लागिया, एइ घर बाधिनु, आगुने पुडिया गेल अमिया सागरे, सिनान करिते, सकलि गरल भेल

Aho! In the hope of finding happiness, I labored hard to build a house, but fire came and it was burned up. I swam in the ocean of nectar, but that nectar turned out to be poison.

sakhi! ki mora kapāle lekhi śītala baliyā, cāda sevinu, bhānura kiraṇa dekhi

sakhi! ki mora kapale lekhi sitala baliya, cada sevinu, bhanura kirana dekhi

सखि! कि मोर कपाले लेखि शीतल बलिया, चाद सेविनु, भानुर किरण देखि

O my dear friend, how unfortunate I am! Knowing that moonbeams are very cooling, I went to take shelter of the moon to cool off my burning body, but those rays turned into hot sunrays which scorched me instead.

ucala baliyā, acale caḍinu, paḍinu agādha-jale lachamī cāhite, dāridrya beḍhala, māṇika hārānu hele

ucala baliya, acale cadinu, padinu agadha-jale lachami cahite, daridrya bedhala, manika haranu hele

उचल बलिया, अचले चडिनु, पडिनु अगाधजले लछमी चाहिते, दारिद्र्य बेढल, माणिक हारानु हेले

Knowing the height of a mountain, I climbed to the peak and then fell into the deep ocean. I want money but I am always surrounded by poverty. A very valuable touch-stone came in my hand but at once I lost it.

nagara basālāma, sāgara bādhilāma, māṇika pābāra āśe sāgara śukāla, māṇika lukāla, abhāgī-karama-doṣe

nagara basalama, sagara badhilama, manika pabara ase sagara sukala, manika lukala, abhagi-karama-dose

नगर बसालाम, सागर बाधिलाम, माणिक पाबार आशे सागर शुकाल, माणिक लुकाल, अभागीकरमदोषे

I built a city on the shore of the ocean and made a dam to move the ocean in the hope of finding gemstones on the ocean bed, but due to the fault of my own ill fortune, the gemstones also hid themselves.

piyāsa lāgiyā, jalada sevinu, vajara paḍiyā gela kahe caṇḍīdāsa, śyāmera pirīti, marame rahala śela

piyasa lagiya, jalada sevinu, vajara padiya gela kahe candidasa, syamera piriti, marame rahala sela

पियास लागिया, जलद सेविनु, वजर पडिया गेल कहे चण्डीदास, श्यामेर पिरीति, मरमे रहल शेल

When I was thirsty, I took shelter of a cloud (but rain did not come). Instead, a thunder-bolt struck my head. The poet Sri Candidasa laments, “That I have no affection for the lotus feet of Sri Syamasundara is the only sorrow in my heart. (My love for Syama is like a trident piercing my heart.)”