Love has laid her snare
Everywhere
Nobody knows
Who will be caught
And when and where.
Don't be so proud
Someday you may have to cry
In this world full of pleasure
You want only to be happy
But don't forget
You'll have to gift yourself away
To someone someday
All your pleasure
Will disappear
And you will get only pain
When love will call
You will leave everything behind
And bind yourself in an eternal bond.
Translation of the love song - Premer phand pata bhubane - by Rabindranath Tagore. The original is at
