Who Stole My Heart From Far Away?
Who stole my heart from far away ?
Bring back that youthful heart to me !
Like a bulbul trapped in a clapnet,
My heart is caught in a snare of curls.
Lovers call the heart a precious ruby.
Well, we'll have it valued in beauty's street.
Tell me, friend, where the heart should go
If before you lie both sacred texts and sensuous charms !
Love gives he heart unceasing pain.
We must rock the heart in the bosom of love !
He's a king who protects the heart's brittle glass:
He's wise for whom it's the precious Jam-e-la Am
For a meaningful life and a mind without fetters,
Infuse new blood into your old veins !
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Let Us All Offer Thanksgiving (FREEDOM)
Let us all offer thanksgiving,
For Freedom has come to us;
It's after ages that she has beamed
Her radiance on us.
In western climes Freedom comes
With a shower of light and grace,
But dry, sterile thunder is all
She has for our own soil.
Poverty and starvation,
Repression and lawlessness, -
It's with these happy blessings
That she has come to us.
Freedom, being of heavenly birth,
Can't move from door to door;
You'll find her camping in the homes
Of a chosen few alone.
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