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m (Text replacement - "<ref name="PSV1">{{cite book|last=Sarkar|first=Prabhat Ranjan|title=Prabhat Samgiita – Songs 1-100|publisher=AmRevolution, Inc.|others=Translated by Acarya Abhidevananda Avadhuta|location=Tel Aviv|year=2016|ASIN=B01I58LZWK}}</ref>" to "<ref name="PSV1">{{cite book|last=Sarkar|first=Prabhat Ranjan|title=Prabhat Samgiita – Songs 1-100|publisher=AmRevolution, Inc.|others=Translated by Acarya Abhidevananda Avadhuta|location=Tel Aviv|year=2016|ASIN=B01I58LZWK|ISBN=9781386726890}}</ref>") |
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I never thought | I never thought You would arrive on a night wintry, | ||
On a | On a chilly night, the rain falling; | ||
You | But You had come so very near, | ||
Much closer than I ever asked You to appear. | |||
Outside the wind was | Outside, so biting was the wind, | ||
My every door was fastened. | |||
Cracking | Cracking a bolt I did not ask You in... | ||
Please come into my cabin. | |||
Your eyes were | Your eyes were turned toward my face, | ||
Oh, who could know the reason You did gaze. | |||
I | At that time I noticed not You felt aggrieved; | ||
Not once did I | Not even once did I beg You to speak. | ||
You | You went away, far removed, | ||
Made a companion of the lonesome route. | |||
Dismissing biting wind outside, | |||
I | Not even once Your stay indoors did I invite. | ||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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