Farewell

Do not cast that look Again and again With those tearful eyes Oh those eyes with pain! In that plaintive tone Do not sing those swan-songs. If the agonies of your life You could smile away, Then smile and do not weep On this parting day. Those melancholy eyes, And a weeping face I look on And 'my heart cries. Oh traveller, do not fill These fleeting hours With a melancholy note And flowing tears. Oh piqued traveller, Why do you think No one shares your anguish? In your agony You alone perish. The forlorn traveller, Who has lost his way, No dweller of home Wants him to stay. Are you still hurt By these scars in your heart? And those plaintive songs From a Baul afar, Agonies, in the barren field, A lonely traveller? It is meaningless sentiment And vain bewilderment. Would you ever hear That your parting words Have shattered many hearts? And many a soul Has broken into tears? You have not been loved So you must part. Go you must, But not with agony In your heart.