Of Thee I sing

(2356)  Tomar tare jiivan bhare, geye gechi jata gan

Because of You life is filled;
Whatever song I've gone on singing,
Heart-core's anguish is my story,
Keepsake of existence needy.

I know not, the time to listen,
If You have or don't have it.
And yet blown is a bud of hope;
Like dew a pearl is dangling.

This prayer, my tale, please do hear,
Anxiety in lyric speech;
Of You and me, of You and me,
Ours is unbreakable unity–
Love's pull, awakened let it be.

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