Tuesday, August 22, 2017

Bridge over troubled water

(808)  Man jadi mor bheunge pare kabhu

If ever my heart should break,
Stay with me, Lord, kindly remain.
If the flame of hope should grow faint,
Matchstick in hand, please come save.

If constantly a cruel destiny,
Frowning and baring its large teeth,
Would put paid to all good qualities,
In my time of need, please see to me.

If by typhoon, tornado, or thunderstorm,
The sweet nectar of life would get absorbed,
On that dark night, gainsaying the pain,
With heart's compassion, call out to me;
Call me, Lord, please do call me.

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