I was king.
My men wise, my women buxom.
         tadapashyami kaalah.
A wife did not want her man,
         langhayati sah nyayam.
What could I say?
         tada pashyaami kalayasyajananam
Shining like wares in the market,
And I knew no
Peace,
No calm.
The doors were shut,
Locks weighed upon latches.
tada pashyaami
She spoke a wanton tongue,
And lingered in the street after something,
Making eyes
At the rich and the strong.
         yada yadoh gachchaami cha
         na lajjanti koapi nagare.

Slowly
Slowly

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