Holding your strong hands
Fly I higher in the sky,
Laughing and frolicking with you
Reaching a world beyond the reach of stars;
You hold me in your arms
(They are my wings)
And I enter rainbows
Lying on your chest
You dress me up in iridescent colours
Lovingly you draw me near
And decorate my black hair with stars,
Looking in your dreamy eyes
Reach I a point
Which is beyond the reach of angels
And cosmic fays of bliss;
Higher than highest
Then the oval mirror
In golden frame kept in my room below
Looks at me in amazement
Showing me my giant wings (Once mine)
That took me up above the blue hills,
Over flowery vales and dense woods,
Amid diaphanous clouds,
And a bit higher than what’s common;
Now out of those gigantic wings
An ethereal delicate bird has escaped
Reaching altitudes higher than Heaven
No silk threads
Are woven around its wings,
It glides softly
With a golden halo surrounding it
Making it shine in an ethereal glow
Matchless and divine
Before which the dazzling sun fades
And tarnishes the majestic crown
Chosen by millions
Kept on altar
Only for those who have gigantic wings!