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Behind locked doors, this block is sleeping tight Someone came knocking, deep into the night, "Abani, are you home?" It rains here all year round Like grazing cattle - the clouds soar, Green stems of tall grass outbound Press against the door, "Abani, are you home?" A searing pain into my half-awake heart lashes deep, In its middle, as I fall asleep, Suddenly came someone knocking, deep into the night, "Abani, are you home?" (This translation was contributed by Arindam Basu arindam@aol.com ) |
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