SONG OF WAKEFUL NIGHTS
[Nidra-hara raater a gaan…]
In what kind of tune do I
Set this song of sleepless nights.
From which stem of tuberose do I
Inhale deep its melodic notes.
My pain seeks its solace in tune
Much as the sun-struck
Seeks relief in shade
Meandering long on the forest route.
O, on this glade, in a distant dawn
Underneath her wavering feet
Some flowering grass of name unknown
Had trembled in its veil of dew.
Her braid of fetching hair decked
With a bunch of oleander red,
Her eyes sought some wondrous bloom
Far away in the azure sky.
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