Everything blossoms,
The atmosphere brightens,
The mind is refreshed,
All around seems nice,
When the nightingale sings,
With her sweet voice.
Some voices can’t be recreated,
Some voices are God gifted,
Some voices brings out emotion,
Some voices are blessings to ears,
Some voices are magic,
Some voices are beyond words.
She will be missed,
By everyone who has ever heard her,
She was truly a nightingale,
From melody to tragedy,
Romantic to action,
Any language,
Any function,
Her voice suits in every song.
The Legend LATA MANGESHKAR
Will reside in our heart lifelong.
