oi malotilata dolay - The Eastern Breeze
- Pratik Ghosh
- Jan 24, 2016
- 1 min read
By the eastern breeze
The Maloti swings from the arms of the Piyal tree
Lost in romance, my heart sways
Like a passing cloud, my thoughts lose way.
By a tranquil window
Listening to the jilted lover’s tearful voice in the evening air
Where are you now awakening – my far away love?
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