njan entha parayuka....pranayam athu enneyum aakramichirikkunnu....ennile enne enikku nashtapedunnu...ente pranayamakunna avan ende ormakale ottapeduthunnooooo

I hate to think of the day
that gives me pain at night
But I still recall the Sun
that used to rain at night.

I stood in the wind
and tried to capture it.
But when I saw the butterfly
flying flat and low-
I let the wind go,
I let it go.

The love that I have
Of the life that I have
Is yours and yours and yours.

A sleep I shall have
A rest I shall have
Yet death will be but a pause.

For the peace of my years
In the long green grass
Will be yours and yours and yours