Under the canopy by my field
of paddy with giggling stream:
I..
Singing, dreaming and reeling
in thrilling Nature’s pasture,
live ever darling, O! darling;
I live ever darling, O! darling.
See..
Glancing around as camera eye
Imprints images so sweet, dear.
of graceful quadrupeds grazing
gliding birds, swinging monkeys
dashing fishes in frothy stream.
Sigh..
At times, why? ... sigh I?
Thy sweet dreams nag, me,
and hoist the faded flags.
Why not pardon,..methinks
we lived a life of slouch, no?
Die..
Die or dye.., what in life
prudent? think, in thick
woods we find tough life
still, Nature nurtures life.
Under the canopy by my field
of paddy with giggling stream:
let us live, dear, without strife,
and lead a carefree lovely life.
a lovely poem. the last stanza is so soothing a nice way to live
An invitation to live a life of bliss under the canopy of trees, by the side of fields, in nature's soothing companionship! Enjoyed!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it's a lively song and a call to take refuge under the canopy of Nature.