It's A Beautiful Morning, Full With Bewitching Silence & Serenade, The Sun Is Peeping In Through The Window, You Still Keep Sleeping, My Darling! Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

It's A Beautiful Morning, Full With Bewitching Silence & Serenade, The Sun Is Peeping In Through The Window, You Still Keep Sleeping, My Darling! Awake, Awake You, Awake And Arise You To See A Golden Dawn Knocking At Door!

Get up, get up,
You still sleeping, you still sleeping, darling,
My darling,
Lo, lo, see, see,
How have the stars fled,
Fled away,
The moon is not
And you still,
Still sleeping,
Dreaming,
Dreaming
As the nightly dreams,
Have not,
Have not left you, you

Lo, see, see you,
How, how a beautiful morning
Is breaking upon
With a sunrise, a golden and glistening sunrise
And the village maidens going to the water body
With the pitchers held upon, balanced at waist
And the pitchers dipped in making a sound
And the ways lulled with the tinkling of anklets!