Earlier this afternoon I was out and about and out of nowhere began thinking of stories of Bhanumati I used to read when I was about fifteen. Here is a song, sung and performed by her, one of my favorites:
Here is a rough and tumble translation of the song (in Telugu in the above video):
What haughtiness you put on...!
When beautiful belle unasked
Come calling
Really...!Way to go, Prince...!
When this suave, this svelte
This tender youth
I put out for you
And come calling
What haughtiness you put on...!On winds wafted, intense longing
Aroused, blue shadows of dark eveningAgain and again
As the agitations of resounding anklets
Hasten and come calling, you handsome
What haughtiness you put on...!
