As the mankind is indebted
to the sun
in the same way in the same amount
I am indebted to you O, Rukmoni
You allowed me
To fall and I rose to that height
To have a bath in the ghat
So today I can write
Poetry of love
If you did not rub
your fingers against mine
To day I could not make tune
Out of this broken guitar
If you did not love me for a while
Perhaps I could not love my life
I am indebted to you, Oh! Rukmoni
As the cloud to the sky
If you were not there
Out of space
I could never be human
Your warmth was there
So today in the coldness I roam free
O, Rukmoni, I am indebted to you
As freshness after shimmering heat to rain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i remember one Rukmoni poem already on your credit...she is a character almost....it's good! ! !