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Croon of the Cuckoo

Updated on October 29, 2017

A tribute

The impetus to create this Hub was provided by a mundane happening: my watching the video of a unique rendering of a film song of the '50s. To include an element of surprise, its uniqueness is revealed in the latter part of this narrative. The presentation begins with the original video track, followed by an English translation of the lyrics that I have attempted, to enable those not coversant with the Hindi language to understand the mood, feel, and situation of the song. Finally comes the surprise element that I have alluded to.

A song that was a rage in its time

About the English version of the lyrics:

What follows is not an exact translation of the lyrics of the song. It is an attempt to develop a similar notional ambiance based on certain keywords that describe the theme.

Cu-oo croons the Cuckoo

Cu-oo, cu-oo croons the cuckoo in

raptures, awaiting imminent showers;

The bees drone away in harmony

as they scour for nectar among flowers

That gently nod and sway;

smiling demurely astride luxuriant bowers.

Attired in its enticing best, the season

of rain rides the monsoon squalls,

Like a damsel beautiful, in the fullness

of youth, gracing heavenly halls.

Butterflies softly caress the boughs and

cloak them in passionate embraces.

The brash among the blossoms flaunt

petals topped with multi-colored laces.

Nature sparkles in resplendent freshness;

mortals in abandon celebrate,

And blissfully partake of this ambrosial

spectacle, their thirst never to satiate.

Cu-oo, cu-oo croons the cuckoo in raptures...

Oh, why does lightning strike repeatedly so:

spellbinding, thrilling, dazzling?

Might it be that the lord of the skies, in a

surge of intense emotional outpouring,

Scraped his tender lips upon the

ebony cheeks of a cloud nymph, and reflecting

Her strange sensation that is longingly

fulfilling and diffidently satisfying.

Minds resort to furtive flights in this

season of love, as fancyful realms allure;

Countless pairs of wistful eyes coalasce,

attempting identical dreams to conjure.

Cu-oo, cu-oo croons the cuckoo in raptures...

With countless little twinkling stars teeming

the vastness of the dark firmament,

The magnificent Moon provides a charming

contrast of elegance and deportment;

Its soothing luminosity vanquishing

despondency with the intent to appease

Desolate hearts that pine at parting, and

to subdue in them autumnal tendencies.

Behold the Full-Moon in lofty splendor,

my sweet love, that it may so follow,

That the veils of ignorance and misgivings

are swept aside in its virtuous glow.

Cu-oo, cu-oo croons the cuckoo in raptures...

Could anything be more idyllic, my dearest,

than to lounge by the lakeshore after sunset,

To watch pairs of lotus' recline on each other's

stalk; water ripples, their love to whet?

A circumstance notionally intoxicating

urging every sense to be addictive to tipple;

Yet, there appears to be an aura of divinity

shimmering around every loving couple.

Body, mind, and soul to their last grain

rejoice in losing themselves in this mood;

In the misplaced belief that there is only

now, which for that instant seems a certitude.

Cu-oo, cu-oo croons the cuckoo in raptures...

...and Now for the Surprise!

What follows isn't unheard of, nor is it unexceptional. But a voice so versatile is rarely encountered.

Vocal Versatility

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      julieannbrady 5 years ago

      Hmmm ... I am indeed in touch with my inner cuckoo ... "Cu-oo, cu-oo croons the cuckoo"

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      Tolovaj Publishing House 5 years ago from Ljubljana

      Celebration o0f life is always a pleasure. Thanks!

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      Sandy Mertens 5 years ago from Frozen Tundra

      Blessed! Please add this to my Best St. Patrick's Day lens plexo.

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      Ben Reed 5 years ago from Redcar

      I really enjoyed this - thank you.

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      Delia 5 years ago

      Another lovely and creative are so talented!

      for this, a ~d-artist Squid Angel Blessing~

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      Mary Norton 5 years ago from Ontario, Canada

      Enjoyed the poetry.

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      dahlia369 5 years ago

      As the spring is in the air and there are obnoxiously loud birds all around my house, celebrating new season's arrival, this was a perfect lens to stumble upon... :)

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      anonymous 5 years ago

      nice write up on this.

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      anonymous 5 years ago

      As winter begins to wane giving way to a nippy freshness and blooms of Spring, so does your little lens in celebrating life through the gay abandon in the cuckoo's song. I liked it.