Since you departed, vanished from my side,
The soul's patience shattered, nowhere to hide.
Who now will hear, O Sita, my heart's plight?
No word, no sign, to pierce the endless night.
The monsoon's torrent, a memory now,
Still, no tidings of your face, I vow.
The moon now shines upon your balcony,
The moon now shines upon your balcony.
The rains have passed, and winter's breath descends,
The moon spills silver, its soft light extends.
The rains have passed, and winter's breath descends,
The moon spills silver, its soft light extends.
The city wears a bride's sweet, gentle guise,
The city wears a bride's sweet, gentle guise.
The moon now shines upon your balcony,
The moon now shines upon your balcony.
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