Thursday, April 29, 2010

बनी रहती हैं लय की जड़ें


सुबह आपको पॉल साइमन के अल्बम ग्रेसलैण्ड से शीर्षक गीत सुनवाया था. अब उसी अल्बम से मेरा एक और प्रिय गीत अन्डर अफ़्रीकन स्काई-



Joseph's face was black as night
The pale yellow moon shone in his eyes
His path was marked
By the stars in the southern hemisphere
And he walked his days
Under african skies
This is the story of how we begin to remember
This is the powerful pulsing of love in the vein
After the dream of falling and calling your name out
These are the roots of rhythm
And the roots of rhythm remain

In early memory
Mission music
Was ringing 'round my nursery door
I said take this child, lord
From tucson arizona
Give her the wings to fly through harmony
And she won't bother you no more

This is the story of how we begin to remember
This is the powerful pulsing of love in the vein
After the dream of falling and calling your name out
These are the roots of rhythm
And the roots of rhythm remain

Joseph's face was black as night
And the pale yellow moon shone in his eyes
His path was marked
By the stars in the southern hemisphere
And he walked the length of his days
Under african skies

1 comment:

abcd said...

Last para is gr8 !!

--sumthing existing in the heavens is shining in the eyes !!

--sumthing existing on earth has been marked by sumthing in the heavens !!

--and sumthing he walked is neither in heavens nor on earth but the fourth dimension--TIME !!

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