Nepali Version of famed Kenny Roger's "Lucille".
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The Giriji's "Suntali"Lyrics:
SUNTALI
Butterfly sadak maa
luki pachyaaudai
balla dekhe baiguni laai
jati je sukai bhana
kina ho kina
yo aakhaa le taakchha mori laai
nilo jeans laayeki
kaalo kapaal hawamaa chodeki
jhaljhali tasbir aauchha
haasna ma bhule
muskaauna jaandina
aba ma parkhanchhu je sukai hosh
poila jaan ramro samay rojish meri suntali
chaar bhokaa bachha, ani ek kheti ropaai..yai...yaai
naraamro samay bityo, dukhalaagdo pani
yes paali ta manai faatyo ..oho
ramro samay rojish suntali
saathi hari jiskyaauchhan
aaithaan bhai ramauchhan
ghaamad, udde, sikash bhayo
tyo churi ko prahaar le
asahya aaghaat le
mutu mero chirdai gayo
gharmaa bihe ko kuraa lyaauchhaan
thuprai tasbir dekhaau chhan
sabai laai maile naai bhane
jo pani dekhchhu, timi sangai daajchhu
lau na yo kasto pidaa timle diyau
poila jaan ramro samay rojish meri suntali
chaar bhokaa bachha, ani ek kheti ropaai..yai...yaai
naraamro samay bityo, dukhalaagdo pani
yes paali ta manai faatyo ..oho
ramro samay rojish suntali
Lyrics chhai yes prakaar chha:
LUCILLE
In a bar in toledo across from the depot
On a barstool she took off her ring
I thought Id get closer
So I walked on over
I sat down and asked her name
When the drink finally hit her
She said Im no quitter
But I finally quit living on dreams
Im hungry for laughter
And here ever after
Im after whatever the other life brings
In the mirror I saw him
I closely watch him
I thought how he looked out of place
He came to the woman
Who sat their beside me
He had a strange look on his face
The big hands are callous
He looked like a mountain
For a minute I thought I was dead
But he started shaking
His big heart was breaking
He turned to the woman and said
You picked the fine time to leave me, lucille
Four hungry children and a crop in the field
Ive had some bad time
Live thru some sad times
But this time your hurtin wouldnt heal
After he left us, I ordered more whiskey
I thought how he made him look small
From lights of the bar room to a rented hotel room
We walked without talking at all
She was a beauty, but when she came to me
She must have thought I lost my mind
I couldnt hold her, the words that he told her
Kept coming back time after time.
You picked the fine time to leave me, lucille
Four hungry children and a crop in the field
Ive had some bad time
Live thru some sad times
But this time your hurtin wouldnt heal
You picked the fine time to leave me, lucille
Four hungry children and a crop in the field
Ive had some bad time
Live thru some sad times
But this time your hurtin wouldnt heal
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