সৌরভ ভট্টাচার্য
24 November 2016
By chance before Me, You built the wall ;
It's never known else, I can mount so tall !
It's never known else, I can mount so tall !
By chance You make the Gloom before me,
or how would I know, in darkness I can see !
or how would I know, in darkness I can see !
By chance Your love was vain for mine,
passionate lie of False adorn ;
or how would I know,
endless grief below,
I can find Philosopher's Stone !
passionate lie of False adorn ;
or how would I know,
endless grief below,
I can find Philosopher's Stone !
[Translated By: Debojyoti Dasgupta]
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