Sunday, January 17, 2021

Let me represent the weeping willow

(1813)  Sara jadi nai ba dile prabhu

Master, though You did not answer,
I will go on calling Thee.
My job is to go on calling;
What's Your work, I will learn.

Restless breeze and din of trees
To You they keep calling incessantly.
Whether You grant their reply,
Privately of them I'll inquire.

Affliction's wreath, a fire burning...
Do You understand sorrow, the snow melting?
In case You don't fathom; via many songs
Life after life, I will betoken.

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