My anxiety

(2153)  Ami ja geyechi tumi shunecho ki

What I've sung, have You heard it,
The words of my heart and psyche?
From what waves of thought had awakened,
That linguistic form they had gotten,
Touching my core, they are all anxiety.

With shyness of autumn's night-jasmine, via lips tremulous,
The words that I've spoken, mouth having blossomed,
Unto Your ears do those words rise up?
They are my veiled history in its entirety.

Throughout my life, Yourself have I coveted;
I want You now on the brink of death.
On Your account my tears are shed;
Struck dumb is all verbosity.

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