Oh life of joy, which has spread a thousand sorrows within my heart
Oh life of joy, which has spread a thousand sorrows within my heart
Oh life of joy, which has spread a thousand sorrows within my heart
You will again spread within me
Since you left me then I have become an orphan
I opened my eyes
I am wandering like a body whose beauty has withered
like a life-bearing shell
I want a home
I want a house and a field
I want free and fresh air
I want the tenth festival of the pearly goddess
I want a village to sit and watch festivals
Was I born to eat and sleep
I don’t want a life anywhere
Even if it is a life of poverty where I only drink water
let it be in my own place
Oh sweet spring that has left me
Come back
Before my life flies away from my body
We are the messengers of the world
The bed where I slept with my wife, my child played, the lamp of my father’s bed, the sickle that I used to use to cut riddles, maybe everything is burned
Can no longer wait
What can be done
Something must be done
– Mallika
– Velicham, October 1995.
(Translation by Tamilpriya)
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