Maenu Vida Karo			MeNu Vida Karo - Bid Me Goodbye
Maenu vida karo Raam, Maenu vida karo. Kosa haNj shagan paao saahnu, Birha tali dharo, Te maenu vida karo!			Bid me goodbye, Lord Bid me goodbye. Gift me a warm tear, Lay separation upon my palm, And bid me goodbye.
Vaaro peeR mere de sir toN, Naen-saraaN da paani. Is paani nu jahg vich vaNDo, Har ik aashak taani, Prabh ji je koi booNd bache, Ohda aape ghuT bharo, Te maenu vida karo! Kosa haNj shagan paao saahnu Birha tali dharo, Te maenu vida karo!			Circle pain around my head, With the sacred water of tears. Then distribute this water To every single lover in the world. And Lord, if a drop remains, Gulp it yourself And bid me goodbye. Gift me a warm tear, Lay separation upon my palm, And bid me goodbye.
Prabh ji es vida de vele, Sachi gahl alaaeeye. Daan karaaeeye jaaN kar moti, TaaN kar birha paaeeye. Prabh ji hun taaN birhoN-vihooni MiTi mukat karo, Te maenu vida karo! Kosa haNj shagan paao saahnu Birha tali dharo, Te maenu vida karo!			Lord, at this time of farewell, Let us declare the truth. It is only if we give away pearls That we receive separation. Lord, now that this clay is bereft of separation Set it free, And bid me goodbye. Gift me a warm tear, Lay separation upon my palm, And bid me goodbye.
Dudh di ruhte ambaRi moee, Baabal baal-varese, Joban-ruhte sajan mareya Moye geet paleTHe. Hun taaN Prabh ji haaRa je SaaDi baaNh na ghuT phaRo, Maenu vida karo. Kosa haNj shagan paao saahnu Birha tali dharo, Te maenu vida karo!			My mother died in my milk-years, My father during childhood. My beloved died in the season of youth, And these cursed songs were born. Now, O Lord, I entreat you, Do not hold my arm so tight, Bid me goodbye. Gift me a warm tear, Lay separation upon my palm, And bid me goodbye.
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