by Rabindranath Tagore (1861 - 1941)
Translation by Rabindranath Tagore (1861 - 1941)

You are the evening cloud
Language: English  after the Bangla (Bengali) 
Available translation(s): FRE GER
You are the evening cloud
floating in the sky of my dreams.
I paint you and fashion you
ever with my love longings.
You are my own, my own, 
Dweller in my endless dreams!

Your feet are rosy-red 
with the glow of my heart's desire,
Gleaner of my sunset songs!
Your lips are bitter-sweet 
with the taste of my wine of pain.
You are my own, my own, 
Dweller in my lonesome dreams!

With the shadow of my passion 
have I darkened your eyes, 
Haunter of the depth of my gaze!
I have caught you and wrapt you, 
my love, in the net of my music.
You are my own, my own, 
Dweller in my deathless dreams!

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  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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