Come , come ! O Spring !
Come soon , My Love !
Like a withered tree ,
Here I stand !
Stranded on this
Arid , barren , alien land !
Come , come ! O Spring !
Come soon , My Love !
Come before
The streams of tear dry out !
Come before
The flame of life dies out !
Come before
The last leaf on me parts !
Come before
The little lazy squirrel departs !
Come before
I crumble and fall apart !
Come before
They go and bring a cart !
Come , come ! O Spring !
Come soon , My Love !
Come again
To kindle the flame of love !
Come again
To fill my bosom with flowers !
Come again
To re-establish the truth !
Come again
To revive my lost youth !
Come , come ! O Spring !
Come soon , My Love !
Come now
Or else , you'll be late !
Just recall your promise
of that date !
Just recall your promise
of that date ! !


© Brijendra Kanojia