In borders now reside,
a few leaves of love,
In borders now reside,
a few leaves of love,
Celebrate the victory's feast,
while your soul does move.
In sunlit days, they'll be recalled,
those days of spring's embrace,
In sunlit days, they'll be recalled,
those days of spring's embrace,
Forget the hate, and live,
these borrowed days of space.
From flowers' sheltering arms,
I stole a single thought,
Within it lay concealed,
a question, yet unsought.
If in the noise you seek,
the strings of the sitar's art,
If in the noise you seek,
the strings of the sitar's art,
Then you'll see beyond,
this wall that tears apart.
This thirst, it knows no end,
a longing, deep and vast,
Play the *Malhar*, I pray,
to God, a plea I cast,
If heaven's stars descend,
and from the sky depart,
If heaven's stars descend,
and from the sky depart,
They too shall become,
a fissure in the heart.
In borders now reside,
a few leaves of love,
In borders now reside,
a few leaves of love,
Celebrate the victory's feast,
while your soul does move.
In sunlit days, they'll be recalled,
those days of spring's embrace,
In sunlit days, they'll be recalled,
those days of spring's embrace,
Forget the hate, and live,
these borrowed days of space.
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