Wednesday, November 11, 2009

A translation of Rabindranath Tagore's song "Ache Dukho, ache Mrittu" by Barnali Saha



At the heart of pain, death and the inferno of desire

There still lie peace, pleasure and unbounded bliss.

Everyday life meanders in its usual course

The smiling Sun, moon and stars

Fill the blue with eternal bliss

Spring unfurls its beauteous shades

Waves rise to fall back

Flowers depart this life to live again

There is no loss, no end, and no exhaustion in this world

So my soul seeks to dwell at the feel of this profuse delight.

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