I saw you again.

You have come again to Falgun, Basant Vilas

The image of the universe in your eyes, the vast sky.

Someone else's hand on your saree,

A stormy, dewy white morning.

I am an empty traveler, whose path is the destination

You are the old memory, which is forever familiar.

The sun receding in the afternoon, tip to your forehead

Ignite the flame of the heart, a bright light on the path.

As a nomad, I travel around the roads, cities and villages

You hug beautiful darling did not forget your name.

Put your hand in my hand, sometimes you talk

How many poems to weave, I remember very much even today.

Your spirit goes with a stormy smile, a wave

I'm so empty now,

In memory.

I saw you after a long time.

Crossing the road, along the zebra crossing

I am another man now, along with your princely groom.