There is a forest
Not even sun is permitted there
I had my eyes on the place
Even before I was born
I knew
You would come
That’s why
I saved that garland
Made in childhood
With the leaves of tapioca
Till now.
In that temple
Inside the forest
I want to
Put it on your neck
(I always forget
To ask
If I can take your neck home
For a day
I will ask this time)
I needn’t remind you
About the weight
Of a thali
Plated with gold
Do I ?
Heavy hearted I am.
translator - Shyma P
Jan 25, 2016
Jan 25, 2016 at 1:06 AM UTC
There is a forest
Not even sun is permitted there
I had my eyes on the place
Even before I was born
I knew
You would come
That’s why
I saved that garland
Made in childhood
With the leaves of tapioca
Till now.
In that temple
Inside the forest
I want to
Put it on your neck
(I always forget
To ask
If I can take your neck home
For a day
I will ask this time)
I needn’t remind you
About the weight
Of a thali
Plated with gold
Do I ?
Heavy hearted I am.
translator - Shyma P
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