(475) Halud gandar phul kanak canpar phul
Yellow marigold and gold magnolia,
Bring them, oh bring them to me;
Else, hair untied, day and night I'll weep.
My companions are all at the fair;
They went skipping along the way.
You neither let me go nor brought me flowers–
I won't touch your stove; on my ears I won't wear a ring.
For this, verdict will be rendered by our peerless God;
You gave me pain, and you did not bring a single flower.
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No less than men, women have the right to be happy.
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