Just like a golden dream
Saying good day,
But you destroy not please,
Dstroy not please
In drinking wine.
God had made, has made you so beautiful,
The fair-fair white face,
The eyes wide-wide,
The hair golden and glistening
As if the balsams were in bloom
In sunny sunshine,
O, you, destory not the God-given beauty
In taking alcohol and drugs!
Driving in drunkennessRecklessly, staggeringly?
To give a danceWith his friendsIn company,Ready to partyRock and roll,With the bottle of daruThe daruman eve readyTo give a dance,A break-dance,Nachata hun, gata hunAur daru pita hun,Pilwata hun.A darumandance I, sing IAnd drink I,make you drink too.
and never could I think it,Feel it,Take to myselfThat I would,I would fall in loveWith you,YouAnd after falling in,Falling in loveWith you,Started I loving you,Loving you so deeply,Deeply and madly.
The guitar,Who,Who the girl with the guitar,The girl, the girl with a golden voiceSo vocally lyricalAnd gorgeous?So lovely, so reminiscent of,Nostalgic and full of feeling,Singing downWhat this life has,What love has to her,Remembering it,Forgetting it not,Reliving the dreamsDreamtSeen as tributes to.
The light of sadhnaLighting?Where ShivaFrom whose matted hairThe Ganges flowing?Whose Third Eye PowerAwakening?It’s sadhna,All but sadhna,Shiva-sadhna,And the Nagamani,The Shiva gemstone,The lingam flashing,The cobra testing the sadhna,Kalbhairava supernatural passing throughTo take the ordeal,Nagamani is butA meditation about the lingam,Shiva and his snake,The lingam lighting,Shiva meditated throughThe darkness,The dark myth of the lingamAnd his snake, kaal-rupa,Dark and…
Just I can see the golden jackals slipping past,Lurking around the human habitats,Garbage heaps as for food.
