Monday, 25 August 2014

Translated Work (2)

Oh dear you are what my heart yearns for
You are with which my world is made for,
I don't know anything else
All that I feel is your presence.

But if you love someone else
If you are not bothered to come back thence
Hope you will be happy with that
I am pleased with what I have got.

(Translation of a song of Tagore)

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