Family life laughs at me and cal1s me a wanderer
Hey! Lovers of medinites, hold my hands!
Lonely night becomes dawn, crying,
No peace in my heart, cries my mind
Hey! Lovers of medinites, hold my hands!
No mate to soothe my sorrows
Forgetting you, floating along the shore
Help me cross over to the land
Hey! Lovers of medinites, hold my hands!
[Original: Hey Modinabashi; Translation: Kashfia Billah]

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