In how many ways you may roam round At long last And unfailingly You have to reach your nest
In how many times you may wet your eyes Today or tomorrow You must necessarily Wipe the tears
So I stoutly advocate you To learn the ways to sympathize And not go on ruminating them all the while at all times
As long as you moan The whole world appears to be in despair If you culminate in happiness Greenery gets pinnacle space in your thoughts
The agonies won't get brushed off in seconds So let us sound silence only in all their whimsical tunes Repentance need not be mixed with ways of penance So joys to be enjoyed can only be known by experience.
