Apr 17, 2012

I sit at the door O Lord

দুয়ারে বসে আছি
duarey boshe aachhi

I sit at the door O Lord throughout the day
Tears roll down unabated

Nothing in this world satiates my heart
I wander from door to door
Carrying my heart’s desire in my heart

Leaving all, I have come here
Pray, do not turn away from this wretched soul
Whatever you do, I will stay put

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