“O fairy of celestial abodes, O imagination!
O fairy of celestial abodes, O imagination!
You have not enticed the earth to your own heaven,
We cannot even fly to fleeting dreams,
If there’s power, come and reside here, O Alka.
Your limbs are adorned with flowers,
And the splendor of diamonds and dew,
Young and tender, weeping in the dust,
The weight of pain is a burden on our heads.
The radiance of dawn is in your land, It’s heard,
its boundless smile is there; My horizon is touched by a shooting star,
It went away, there’s no golden flight.
O friend of celestial abodes, O imagination!
Today, just smile in the blossoms of the forest, O firefly!
The glow-worms have started laughing, Come,
let’s laugh in the dust of ruins today.”
