Seeking Tagore's bird collection?

Stray birds of Tagore 1 come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sign. Lost livestock

bird

about

summer

come

arrive

my

window

arrive

sing

and

fly

Go away. and

yellow

leave

about

Autumn,

which

have

no

Songs,

swing

and

Fall down there

along with

a

Troupe of little vagrants of the world, please leave your footprints in my words. O

a ball of

about

small

vagrant

about

this

The world,

leave

your

footprint

exist

my

The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover. It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal. this

world

let go

leave

its

mask

about

huge

arrive

its

Lover. it

become

small

be like

one

Song,

be like

one

kiss

about

this

Eternal is the tears of the earth, which keeps her smile in bloom. it

be

this

tears

about

this

earth

that

keep

here

smiling expression

exist

The boundless desert is burning for the love of a blade of grass who shakes her head and laughs and flies away. this

very

desert

be

aflame

for

this

love

about

a

Blade

grass

Who wavered?

she

head

and

laugh

and

fly

If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you will also miss the stars. if

you

shed

tears

while

you

miss

this

Sun,

you

also

miss

this

The sands in your way beg for your song and your movement, dancing water. Are you willing to bear the burden of lameness? this

desert

exist

your

way

beg

for

your

song

and

your

Exercise,

Dance water.

Will (male name)

you

carry

this

burden

about

their

Lame? Her eager face haunts my dreams like the rain at night. she

Expressing desire

face

resort

my

dream

like

this

rain

exist

Night.9 Once, we dreamed that everyone was a stranger. When we wake up, we know that we love each other. once

we

dream

that

we

exist

Stranger. we

wake up

up

arrive

find

that

we

exist

dear

arrive

each

Sorrow is hushed into peace in my heart like the evening in the silent forest. grief

be

quiet

Go into ...

peace

exist

my

heart

like

this

evening

among

silent

Trees. 1 1 Some invisible hands, like an idle breeze, are playing the music of ripples in my heart. some

Invisible

Fingers,

like

One; one

Idle

Breeze,

be

Performance, style, etc of playing; Play (music)

Above in

my

heartthe

music

about

this

Ripples. 12 "What's your language, sea?" "This is an eternal question." "What's your answer, sky?" "It's eternal silence." what

language

be

Yours,

O

Sea? this

language

about

eternal

problem what

language

be

your

Answer,

O

The sky? this

language

about

eternal

Listen, my heart, to the whispers of the world with which it makes love to you. Listen,

my

Heart,

arrive

this

whisper

about

this

world

along with

which

it

makeslove

arrive

You

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