Channa Mereya

I'm going fine
Remember me in your prayers
Keep the taste of my mention on your tongue

In the chest of your heart
Keep my good deeds
Even in the letters among the stars
Keep your salute to me

I have taken your darkness
I have named my bright star after you

My moon, my moon
My moon, my moon
My moon, my moon, my beloved
Oh beloved

In your gathering, if I'm not there
It's not sorrow, it's not sorrow
The stories of our closeness
Are not less, are not less

How many times in the morning
I have spent the evening sitting in your courtyard

My moon, my moon
My moon, my moon
My moon, my moon, my beloved
Oh beloved

Turning my path from your face
I am sandalwood
Leaving my fragrance behind
I am sandalwood
Keeping the illusion of my heart under your pillow
A recluse, a recluse with a cotton blanket
I have left

(My moon, my moon
My moon, my moon
My moon, my moon)