Under the flowering Neermaatala
We sit, the two of us.

It’s evening;
The sun is setting
And the shadows lengthening.

You move closer to me
Look into my eyes.

Then, without a word spoken
We part and go in different directions.

Why did you come now?
I hear you ask.

Just to walk along this path
All alone this evening!

Just to sit under the fading Neermaatala -
Just once more!

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