Yearning Rain
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‎You have given me the gift of the rain of separation
‎What shall I give you in return?
‎The bond of separation and tears!
‎The fascination of love is playing on the cadamba’ s branches
‎My self floats in the water of the monsoon
‎Sometimes the seven-colored sky smiles.
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‎I pour rain on my head
‎I am in great troubles
‎The eyes are wet with tears,
‎The jealousy of my body is drowned in the rain
‎But the heart is so proud of the drought
‎As much as I am burnt by the summer
‎I am burnt more by the water of sadness
‎I burn and burn and live on the burning
‎How far are you from the fire that you kindle?
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‎The traveler searches for the sun in the rainy sky
‎The sun finds its way
‎Which ocean of love do you swim in?
‎I want rain at the end of the rainy season
‎There is nothing left to burn
‎When the rain touches me does it touch you?
‎I have no fear of burning in the rain.
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