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Boro Asha Kore

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Released: Oct 28, 2005

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Genre: Blues / Country / Jazz
Location Tagore's Song Interpreter: Proshun Mukharjee, IN
Profile Views: 90145
Last Login: 6/19/2011
Member Since 10/26/2005
Website www.tagore.info
Record Label Unknown Indie
Type of Label Unsigned
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.. .. .... ..ARTIST BIO:.. Rabindranath Tagore, one of the most beloved Indian componist, poet, writer and interpreter of Devotional songs, Jazz, Blues and Classical music, was born in Calcutta in the last century. He compose over 2000 songs (two of them are now sung as national anthems of India and Bangladesh). .... Tagore is a master of Love Songs composer: Tagore Love Songs is a song cycle for mezzo-soprano and baritone. The singers alternate six songs each then sing a final duet. Much of Tagore's time went towards an experimental music and art school he founded at Shantiniketan, based on his ideals of an enlightened and free-thinking educational system..... He wrote most of his important works in Bengali, but translated many works into English by himself, including ..Gitangali.. [Song Offerings], for which he was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature. .... ..Interpret of these Tagorsongs is:.. Sree Proshun Mukharjee, Kolkata, India. ....JOIN THE DISCUSSION GROUP TAGORE.... .. ..Poems from Gitanjali.... The song that I came to sing remains unsung to this day. I have spent many days stringing and unstringing this my instrument. The time has not come true, the words have not been rightly set; only there is the agony of wishing in my heart. The blossom has not opened; only the wind is sighing by. I have not seen his face, nor have I listened to his voice; only I have heard his gentle footsteps from the road before my house. The livelong day has passes in spreading his seat on the floor; but the lamp has not been lit and I cannot ask him into my house. I live in the hope of meeting with him; but this meeting is not yet... .. .. .. .. ..
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..Lyric:.. Rabindranath Tagore.... the greatest Bengali poet, novelist, play writer, painter philosopher and musician .... ..Vocal: .. Proshun Mukharjee....
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Tagore Songs Interpreter:..Sree Proshun Mukharjee.... ........ .......... ........ Tagore - Einstein 1930, Berlin
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Bio:

.. .. .... ARTIST BIO: Rabindranath Tagore, one of the most beloved Indian componist, poet, writer and interpreter of Devotional songs, Jazz, Blues and Classical music, was born in Calcutta in the last century. He compose over 2000 songs (two of them are now sung as national anthems of India and Bangladesh).

Tagore is a master of Love Songs composer: Tagore Love Songs is a song cycle for mezzo-soprano and baritone. The singers alternate six songs each then sing a final duet. Much of Tagore's time went towards an experimental music and art school he founded at Shantiniketan, based on his ideals of an enlightened and free-thinking educational system.

He wrote most of his important works in Bengali, but translated many works into English by himself, including Gitangali [Song Offerings], for which he was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature.

Interpret of these Tagorsongs is: Sree Proshun Mukharjee, Kolkata, India. JOIN THE DISCUSSION GROUP TAGORE

Poems from Gitanjali
The song that I came to sing remains unsung to this day. I have spent many days stringing and unstringing this my instrument. The time has not come true, the words have not been rightly set; only there is the agony of wishing in my heart. The blossom has not opened; only the wind is sighing by. I have not seen his face, nor have I listened to his voice; only I have heard his gentle footsteps from the road before my house. The livelong day has passes in spreading his seat on the floor; but the lamp has not been lit and I cannot ask him into my house. I live in the hope of meeting with him; but this meeting is not yet.