Often, a beautiful thing unties
With a beautiful surprise:
That explains you came how,
And your absence until now.
For you hold me so tight,
That all those broken pieces
Scattered being black and white
Came together again, right.
For, those precious moments I live,
When I find myself beside you;
Give me a strange happiness, new
That no money or magic can give.
So, may you reflect all in me:
In what I do and what I see;
In my words unsaid,
And in the goodness in me.
And may everything I do,
I do to be closer to you;
In lives that I’ll live through,
And in the one I have due.
Composed by:
Shivam Jha
Dedicated to:
Shri Krishna (श्रीकृष्ण)
With a beautiful surprise:
That explains you came how,
And your absence until now.
That all those broken pieces
Scattered being black and white
Came together again, right.
When I find myself beside you;
Give me a strange happiness, new
That no money or magic can give.
In what I do and what I see;
In my words unsaid,
And in the goodness in me.
I do to be closer to you;
In lives that I’ll live through,
And in the one I have due.
Shivam Jha
Dedicated to:
Shri Krishna (श्रीकृष्ण)