The songs I sing

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Ami je gaan gaai jaani ne she kaar uddeshe

 The songs I sing,

     Whom do they address, I wonder.

When they emerge in my mind

Without rhyme or reason, 

In restless breeze,

          An alien bird takes flight;

My tunes fleet away, 

Towards whom, I wonder.

I gaze at that face --
Is it you, a dream of the past

Garbed in the present?

Sometimes, she surfaces in my mind

                                      At my shores,
The one who never happened,

           And asks to be ferried across

                                      In my songs.