(270) Tomar katha ami
About You I
Think repeatedly.
Except for You, who else
Truly loves me?
When the night gets vanquished
By the crimson glow of morning sun,
In that hue, I obtain
Your touch, your consolation.
The evening sun beckons...
Calling, calling, it would make known:
I am never alone;
You abide, watching over me.
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Life is a lonesome journey, but that does not mean we are alone.
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