Sometimes in pitch dark, when your memory strikes my heart…
I apply the same formula to stop the ringing bells
Which are every ready to tear the walls of my heart…
Sleep withering far away, my eyes try to compete with the dark,
They try to absorb all darkness engulfing it with flames…
Flames of burning love…
Which has burned away my blur vision
And has blessed me with a never ending vision…
Vision, which can pierce the dark,
The walls of my room, the dull and gloomy clouds
Who neither let the sun shine nor share their burden with earth,
The never ending boundaries of sky…
It just goes on…
Flames
Fames of love
Love which strikes the bells of my heart
And my heart like that long green branch outside,
Keeps swinging too and fro, never at rest
The branch is big, and thus weak…
Can’t bear the burden of that parrot
Who enjoying his swing does not realise the pain it causes…
But they merge in so well… a blend of colours, happiness, playful delight…
Everything moves… seems to flutter the parrot’s wings,
The branch, the wind, the flame and thus my heart…
Painful yet in delight…
And thus I apply my formula, lying down enclosed from all sides,
I see you with me in my little nest… our eyes meet… and the flame burns
We cry together, we laugh together, we eat together, we sleep together…
The colour blends… the parrot swings and the branch delightfully bears the pain…
Hope shivers, voice quivers, the pain my soul bears is hard to deliver
Ambitions fall apart
Alone the soul wanders, when with all its colour contrasts
And finds company in just one
With whom my faith forever lasts
And then the dark becomes bright
By the spell you cast
All my insult vanishes, and once again
The colours merge finding delight swinging with pain…
And yet when they throw a knife
Making my soul hew poison aimed not at me, but at you…
My soul breaks, for how can it bear the world going against somebody so true…
There all my patience ends, my love vanishes, my peace turns unrest
And the wind turns to storm…
But still you don’t let me blow at them
Why…
Why do you stop me…
For aren’t the flames so strong, that they could burn all evil, all untrue…
Sometimes in pitch dark, when your memory strikes my heart,
I apply the same formula and in our nest we live together…
Never to depart
But when the evil dark blinds my vision, my voice calls
It shrieks scaring away the dark
My voice defy the heaven and earth and hell
All lay weak in front of its power
My voice reaches the space filling it with air,
It makes the planets revolve thrice fast its speed…
It takes a round and enters the globe again with a force
Through which even the gods shake
One profound cause of the earthquake
And then the clouds break letting the sun shine…
My voice looses its vigour, it softly enters your room and whispers…
There it lights a candle… and the flame burns
You come back to vision… and we live together
For all colours merge
The parrot swings, the bell rings, the branch flows,
The pain glows, the light breaks, the evil shakes and forever keeps glowing…
THE FLAME OF OUR LOVE…