Tukaram Page #2

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Ganya, Manya, Tuka

Santu, Dama, Paka

The stick's up in the air

The stick's up in the air

Catch it

- Catch it

come on, catch it

Spin like a top

Round and round

Round and round

You are a top; so am I

We all go round and round

On the tree, there's

a beehive that bites

Those bees are awesome

They visit all the flowers

Ganya, Manya, Tuka

Santu, Dama, Paka

Ganya, Manya, Tuka

Santu, Dama, Paka

Rama

- Pandu, don't fight

It's playn trrapstick

Ganya, Manya, Tuka, Santu, Dama, Paka

Plunder all you can

Precipitate Lord Rama's name

Or you will repent

After your life's gone

After your life's gone

Come on, get up Don't get tired

Drop some, pile up some

It's build these tiles

Drop some, pile up some

It's build these tiles

The tiles are ready

Lord Krishna's cows have run away

He plays the flute

He requests God

To find his cows

Hey heron, give me a cowrie

The prayer has worked

Now's our cowherd game

Oh Lord, the ball's coming at us

It's hit each otherr with it

Hit him, and him!

The ball's in the water

It's all iurmp in

Ganya's brother is a crybaby

He cried and cried

He fell in the water

He cried and cried

He fell in the water

(Counting coins and dividing

a gold coin into smaller coins)

father

What?

- How much would this be?

F our pounds

What?

- F our pounds

And now?

Stop your questions.

I'm doing accounts.

But how can you tell?

I've grown up playing

with weights and measures

The weighing scale

is like a God for us

If we cheat, He'll never forgive us

We may hold the scale

But He's he one who balances it

father, wrhen wrill I start guessin g

corrrrectlyn? - Afterr you become old

When will I become old?

After your old man goes to heaven

- What!

Now don't ask me when your

old man will go to heaven?

What sort of ridiculous talk is this?

Go Tuka, go have breakfast

This boy's questions never cease

Savji, after counting the coins...

Instead of counting, he has

arranged them in Lord Vitthal's shape

My son, there's a time for

work and a time for worship

What will happen of this boy?

It Maniula Savii's wrife

come to live here

Then see how he transforms

When will she come here?

The coming full moon day

That's the message.

She's become a woman now

Thank the Lord!

I beg of you; don't throw the vessels

Please, don't throw them

Can you hearr me?

Please, don't throw them

- Oh, Lord! - Bring that here

Sir, I swear by my mother

There's not a grain

of cereal in the house

Please give us some time

Sir, look at this bracelet

So Mahadya, there's no grain...

...but your son wears a

silver bracelet. How come?

Sir, he found that while playing

Enough of your lies...

Give him the bracelet.

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