Sleep in peace

(427)  Hariye jaoya nidhi abar eseche

The lost treasure has come again
In our eyes, oh, in our eyes;
A heart withdrawn has come back,
Has come on silent feet,
On feet, oh, on feet.

Those asleep under bakul trees,^[1]
In the cool shade of a sacred space,
Their hearts are overflowing
In love's sweet reverie,
In reverie, oh, in reverie.

Visions all around on hallowed ground,
Go stately and with silent feet;
Those lying peacefully, their sleep
Do not interrupt with rough sound,
With sound, oh, with sound.
They all are near to the One,^[2]
That One we reach with deep contemplation,
With contemplation, oh, with contemplation.

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