First Kadam
Translated by Faruk Kader
You have gifted me rainy day's
First Kadam flower, O my beloved
I offer you songs of monsoon rain.
Gift not away all
Flowers from your bough
Leave some to grow
Monsoon rain still reigns.
Hidden away in dark
Shades of cloud,
I cherish my songs as
A Golden harvest from seeds
Of music I have sown.
My songs mingle with
Monsoon downpour and
Drive away tides of oblivion.
Keep afloat our boat of longing,
O my beloved.
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