The river takes a zigzig course
Enrapturingme to get engaged in it
The mossy rockstones in the water
Get a suddenly rejuvenated spirit
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Promise Of The Sun
The river takes a zigzig course
Enrapturingme to get engaged in it
The mossy rockstones in the water
Get a suddenly rejuvenated spirit
Now-a-days in the interstices of the stones
A swarm of small fishes no longer dance
Shellfish in a group do not emerge at once
Uncanny feelings disturb me with unknown fears
In the noontime the water nymph appears
These stories are backdated now
Me too growing up somehow
Once I used to hide myself
Behind the saree scarf of my mother
I am burdened with the heavy weight
Like Tejimala's tragic sadness to bother
I want to be reborn time and again
To bloom as a flower, to chirp like a swallow
To hang like a gourd my ardent desire to follow
Why blame me for these pranks
The river devastates the banks
I weave my dreams again and again
The Image of life in the silhouette
of shadow and light
In my hearthe altar of love so bright!
Some old wounds still cling to my bosom
I move on to go ahead after I fail
Again and again the same betrayal
The blow comes from the dearest one
Let it befall me once more
Like the tornedo on the shore
Let it take my thousand dreams away
Tejimala to beawakened
With burgeoning hopes in her bosom to sway.