Oh beautiful, beautiful lass!
Now is the dawn of a thousand poets' dreams.
Oh what Beauty! Beautiful lass!
I feel your hair's silk; am I caressing the cloud's soft?
I trace your ear, pause at your ear stud; And I realise,
Even question marks can entice.
This angel's face, I think, is a golden lotus;
Her enchanting eyes, the loveliest of flowers.
My imaginations hue my mind's canvas;
God, I can see the artist in Thou.
Oh what Beauty! Beautiful, beautiful lass!
An oyster's shell, your lustrous lips;
Please whisper to me the divinity in lust.
Decks of teeth; pearls of white;
Nibble me now, my craving heart.
Let me hold your shoulders; those slender bamboos,
And point to Heaven, with your honey-dipped fingers.
For Symmetry's best, my hands shall wait. My hands shall rest.
Oh what Beauty! Beautiful, beautiful lass!
Your hips are a fortune; or the climbers in the garden.
Roll the clock, and serve the fruit, the freshly peeled ripest fruit.
Your graceful feet; Oh! Two sculpted leaves.
Beauty!
You are the guide to God, the God of my dark.
Oh beautiful, beautiful lass!
My beautiful, beautiful lass!
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4 comments:
I never thought anybody could even write something wid so much double imagination ! btw , who's that lass ;) romba doubt airuke ..
hey nice one...:)beautifully written...:)
loved the whole comparison of this womans beauty with the nature thing .. whoever this girl is, shes one hell of a lucky person!! as in to have impressed u so much :D
Hi Seshasayee. This is my first visit to your blog. Really well written transalation. You have captured the meaning extremely well... One of my favourite songs too..
Good one. Would like to read more from you..
Cheers
Sriram
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