The pain of deprivation

Since you have gone my,

Life became desolate,

Flourished this life garden,

Became as like autumn.

From your deprivation to this day,

I am longing to you,

Tears flowed from my eyes, 

I am thirsty to meet you. 

Your memory came to me,

My mind became sad, 

Since you have gone my, 

Life became desolate. 

In beautiful blossomed love garden, 

I had met you,

I had enjoyed sweet milan,

I can not forgot.

Came that sweet remembrance,

My heart gone pounded, 

Since you have gone my, 

Life became desolate. 

Now when will you meet me darling, 

I am waiting to you, 

In this fiery flame of love, 

I am burning to day. 

"Murali" my mind became, 

Impatient to meet you, 

Since you have gone my, 

Life became desolate.