Waiting
Автор книги Rabindranath Tagore
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The song I came to sing.
remains unsung to this day.
I have spent my days in stringing.
and in unstringing my instrument.
The time has not come true,
the words have not been rightly set;
only there is the agony.
of wishing in my heart…..
I have not seen his face,
nor have I listened to his voice;
only I have heard his gentle footsteps.
from the road before my house…..
But the lamp has not been lit.
and I cannot ask him into my house;
I live in the hope of meeting with him;
but this meeting is not yet.
