(212) Niirava rate tomari sathe
On my silent night with Thee,
Many unspoken words were left hanging.
In the rose garden, why oh why—
In the rose garden, why oh why do a thousand thorns reside?
Why oh why do the rapids choose a rugged path?
The fragrant lily blossoms in filthy water;
The sunny Earth races on a pitch-black orbit.
Full of love and affection,
Full of love and affection, girdled by colorful dreams,
Why oh why does Creation dance with the shadow of death?
Why oh why does pride—
Why oh why does pride, why oh why does conceit,
Crumble and fall beneath the dust of Your feet?
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