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aami kaan petey roi (audio)
Many a time I eavesdrop at the distant gates of my own heart
Who is it, that mysterious dweller
The one whose secrets I so wish to hear
Many a time I strive to hear
The story behind the laughter and tears
There it is, the bee wanders from it’s path in quest of a hidden flower
Which bird is it that sings alone at night in a darkness sans friend
Many a time I strive to hear
Who is he to me, who knows
A bit do I glimpse of his glow
A bit more I guess and gauge
Even less do I realise
Oftentimes his missive finds expression in my speech;
His words come to me wrapped in melody of song
Many a time when I listen in quiescence
(Another version by Anandamayee Majumdar)
aami kaan petey roi (audio)
Many a time I eavesdrop at the distant gates of my own heart
Who is it, that mysterious dweller
The one whose secrets I so wish to hear
Many a time I strive to hear
The story behind the laughter and tears
There it is, the bee wanders from it’s path in quest of a hidden flower
Which bird is it that sings alone at night in a darkness sans friend
Many a time I strive to hear
Who is he to me, who knows
A bit do I glimpse of his glow
A bit more I guess and gauge
Even less do I realise
Oftentimes his missive finds expression in my speech;
His words come to me wrapped in melody of song
Many a time when I listen in quiescence
(Another version by Anandamayee Majumdar)
I
hover at the door of my heart
listening to who
lives there
to her happiness
and her hurt.
Bees raptly seek
a strange blue
lotus.
A nameless bird
sings
alone in the dark.
How we belong, I
can't be sure.
Sometimes I glimpse
her light
sometimes, it’s
just a feeling
the rest remains
unclear.
Does she speak
through me, sometimes?
She sends her
messages as songs.
keeps getting more and more lyrical!
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