Come with Hari

Come back to my dreary heart, do come back;
Evening comes too, where are you my bird,
come back to my nest.

Since the North Star did not see you,
it lost its track shedding tears in a sea of suffering;
Come back to my empty temple,
accompanied with Hari,
who stole and seduced you.

[Original: Fire ay ore fire; Translation: Mohammad Nurul Huda]

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