There is no complaint with,
The remaining journey of the life,
Yet, when the last pleasure was felt,
I do not remember.

The engagements were limitless,
When last did I take leave that,
I do not remember.

I had cleared the corners of my eyes,
Or the tears dropped off,
That I do not remember.

As such I keep a smile,
On my face always,
But, really when last I had laughed,
I do not remember.

With that rain I was wetted,
To the heart,
When did it shower,
I do not remember.

While living as per the desires,
For others,
When I forgot my ownself,
I do not remember.

I am not standing in the queue,
To your temple,
But, I do not remember a moment,
Where I had forgotten you.

-Translated by JIRARA.
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