See my shameless husband,
Coming home in the evening.
In kosli language,
In western Odisha, India
The folk song goes like this;
Mathia muhun talke,
Laaj nai lage pudaa muhukere
Dhana, dhukuche sanjabelke.
Dear husband,
You are my God,
You are the fountain of joy,
My pleasures are valueless
And worthless without you.
And when you are coming early
My joys know no bound.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem