The Beloved sings like a nightingale, the neighbor crows,
Ayyo Ayyo, the crow!
The Beloved sings like a nightingale, the neighbor crows,
For some, I'm a darling, for others, a scarecrow.
The Beloved sings like a nightingale, the neighbor crows,
For some, I'm a darling, for others, a scarecrow,
For others, a scarecrow.
Each heart has its own desire, its own delight,
Each heart has its own desire, its own delight,
Some feast on sweets, others crave chutney's bite.
Oh, some feast on sweets, others crave chutney's bite.
Some become kings, ah,
Some become kings, fueled by a single drink,
For some, I'm a darling, for others, a scarecrow.
The Beloved sings like a nightingale, the neighbor crows,
For some, I'm a darling, for others, a scarecrow,
For others, a scarecrow.
That rosy era, it never returned,
That rosy era, it never returned,
Gone, alas, the Nawab's grand hall, it burned.
Gone, alas, the Nawab's grand hall, it burned.
Wandering lost, oh,
Wandering lost, the poor soul, counting his losses,
For some, I'm a darling, for others, a scarecrow.
The Beloved sings like a nightingale, the neighbor crows,
For some, I'm a darling, for others, a scarecrow,
For others, a scarecrow.
O ye who see, trust not these eyes of yours,
O ye who see, trust not these eyes of yours,
Believe it or not, dear ones, the world deceives,
Believe it or not, dear ones, the world deceives,
Soar while you can, ah,
Soar while you can, little crow, take to the skies!
For some, I'm a darling, for others, a scarecrow.
The Beloved sings like a nightingale, the neighbor crows,
For some, I'm a darling, for others, a scarecrow,
For others, a scarecrow.
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