(109) Bandhu tomar gopan katha
| Abiding friend, Your secrets— Whisper them into my ears, Into my ears. The summertime agony of all— Explain it to me in Your songs, In Your songs. Flowers that have bloomed are getting scorched, And unopened buds are falling. Curtailed is the flow of rivers, Steam rising into the air. Is this pain only mine, or is it everyone's? Is this not Your affliction everywhere? The restless grass wants to awake, But it does not rise for fear of burning. In the heat, the icebergs Drift in tears. Is this pain only mine or is it everyone's? And is this not Your affliction everywhere? |
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