The
clouds of colours billow up in air,
Do
you know, how my emotions tear
on
watching colours of every hues?
Red,
pink, green, blue and yellow –
Will
they paint colours into life?
Oh
parrot, will you let me see my love?
The
prince of Narwar, who
made
vows to fire, holding hands
of
mine, when we were small
and
now I regret for his absence
Oh
parrot, will you meet him
and
ask, why my messages
are
left without any reply?
‘Tis
a thrill to colour and be coloured,
While
celebrating the end of Winter gloom
And
rejoicing the spring bloom
Oh
parrot, will you demand justice
from
my Prince for my plight?
Tell
him, what does the custom say?
Remind
him of his duty,
if
he doesn’t know what’s next.
Oh
parrot, will you tell him
the
tales of the famous couples?
Who
share both their joys
and
sorrows under one roof,
Where
the bliss of marital life lives in
Oh
parrot, tell my prince
that
this is Maaru,
The
princess of Poogal
Who
pines for her love
and
love only from her husband.