Translation

```

When I know perfectly well

That there can be

Nobody on earth

Whom I can call my own,

Very own,

Why do I then

Create pangs,

Feeding teeming hopes? ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Illumination-Song and Liberation-Dance, part 1, Agni Press, 1976
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