From Outside Of The Cradle

You swing the cradle from outside without rest,
It swings up and down with two refrains;
One brings deep sleep, other breaks the slumber.

You swing the cradle from outside without rest,
One refrain brings up charming pleasure; and
Sorrowful tears and sweating forehead with the other.

You swing the cradle from outside without rest,
One refrain brings up hot sighs and barren desert;
The other fills the earth with verdant splendour.

You swing the cradle from outside without rest,
It swings up and down with two refrains;
The child swims in endless waves of music in the cradle.

[Translated by Abdur Rashid Khan]

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