Hark, hark to His Flute of delight!
On the bank of Life’s lone shadowy river
He plays to quell our Night!
Wreathed in sweet smiles, a vision of Gleam,
He is crowned with His aerial Love!
He dances, a beacon to derelict souls,
On earth star’s kinship to prove!
[Translated by Dilip Kumar Roy]
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very beautiful poem and very nice and lovely poem