Adieu,
dear city, while tears fill my grey eyes
Adieu,
alma mater, while tears well up my
adult heart
Good
bye, good bye, good bye
My
dear, dear city, my most beloved city.
You
made me a pastor of souls;
With
laurels of wisdom;
How
lucky, I wonder!
Adieu,
my dear city
Adieu
my dear Kalina
You
sheltered me in despair
You
stretched your hands when there was no hope
Fathers
Babu, George and Sinto my morning smile!
Adieu
my dear Colaba,
Bycula,
Thane, Varthak Naragar, adieu.
Good
bye, good bye, Bandra, Assisi Nagar
I
take leave of you.
Ultimately,
I
take leave of you my Mother of Antop Hill
You
protected me, you cared me, loved me
Oh
Mother of Antop Hill!
40
years gone, awaiting 50
Oh
mother, protect your people, protect your city
I
take leave of you dear city
Adieu
!
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