The song is old,
Deep its resonance,
I don't hear the music,
I feel it in my bones.
The song is outside of me,
When the clouds play in the sky,
The sun dances in the balcony
And the wind kisses the trees,
The notes of sheer joy,
Rise from within.
I know this song from before,
It's the song of creation,
The river that ever flows.
Deep its resonance,
I don't hear the music,
I feel it in my bones.
The song is outside of me,
When the clouds play in the sky,
The sun dances in the balcony
And the wind kisses the trees,
The notes of sheer joy,
Rise from within.
I know this song from before,
It's the song of creation,
The river that ever flows.
4 comments:
I loved dis line: "notes of sheer joy, rise from within.."
great wrk..keep it up!!
Lovely composition!:)
@Nupur, thank you, once again!
@Tarang, that's very kind of you :)
I know this song;
and it can created only by Ismita!
Someone is Special
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