Kalyan Chatterjee - Sweetheart

Sleep gone away from my eyes
On this stormy night
Lone I am lying on my bed,
So as you
Sleep gone away from my eyes,
Wish you were here.

Tears of my eagerness are falling from the tempered sky,
Yon, look at the thunder fall,
And my heart at once fills up with anger
For not having you beside me,
The frog’s eternal call for its partner
Is ringing my bells--
Poor soul, your fate I mourn,
Resting without a tender soul,
On a night like this.

Rain in the sky,
Rain in my heart and soul,
Rain is everywhere between you and me,
Everything is here on this night
But you are not here, my sweetheart.

Kalyan Chatterjee

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