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|keywords=Prabhat Samgiita,Prabhata Samgiita,Prabhat Samgiit,Prabhat Sangeeta,Prabhat Sangeet | |keywords=Prabhat Samgiita,Prabhata Samgiita,Prabhat Samgiit,Prabhat Sangeeta,Prabhat Sangeet | ||
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Long ago outside I've come, | |||
Singing only Your song. | |||
Forgotten have I the hour that was | |||
And the color of Your fair strand of love. | |||
With what inspiration and ambition | |||
Was I looking forward? | |||
Perhaps, at that time, the clouds were dark; | |||
Or maybe the floodtide was harsh. | |||
Perhaps at that time, that night or day, | |||
None else was there to take my place. | |||
Perhaps, looking at the thorns on my way, | |||
the | Maybe I wept out of dismay. | ||
Perhaps, holding danger in contempt, | |||
I have marched ahead. | |||
Perhaps | |||
I | |||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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