The bond known
My heart belongs to all
I give clear call
There is vast sky
And I always try
With dark clouds
I openly sound
Embrace whoever comes on the way
Hold for a moment and push them away
It is open field
The hand is held
With rain almost in readiness
To come down on earth with force
Yes all mountains wait
For their fate
With sweet memory
I offer occasionally
I shall poor heavily
And beautifully
To cool them down
And make the bond known
heavily And beautifully To cool them down And make the bond known
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I would like to translate this poem
Anita Bacha Thank you! Beautiful lines Unlike · Reply · 1 · 22 mins