(4370) Tomar namer tarii beye
Having rowed the boat of Your name,
I will cross the sea...
I will cross the sea today;
I will cross the sea.
Foggy mist and stormy wind,
Ebb and flood tide, I do not mind.
Some from behind would jeer,
And some would unnerve me...
Whatever fearsome tales they speak,
To them I'll pay no heed.
Upon those billows and cyclones
Descends a tranquil glow...
From the far shore of coming and going,
Beckoning me is boundless peace.
Sarkarverse article
Audio recording
No comments:
Post a Comment