(1568) Cale jabe je tumi
Oh You Who would leave,
Kept where, do tell me...
Snow that has gone and melted,
It will fall, I know, as torrent.
In winter leafless are the trees,
But blooms will blossom in the spring...
Dawn-crimson is the kumkum;
Such eastern-sky subterfuge!
Lost would I surely get;
This forest is so dense...
But You show the objective,
Lest my effort not persist.
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I doubt it is possible; but I won't allow, even if it be so.
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