The gardener O Dharti Tarse - Baghban https://youtube/watch?v=8x15-rQHzks A gardener gives life to a garden, a father gives life to a family; both water their plants with their sweat and blood. They love not only their trees, but also the trees shadows, because they hope that one day, when they are tired of life, these very shadows will shelter them. Oh, the earth pines; the sky rains down; the season comes and goes The gardener nurtures his garden with the fragrance of each season. The gardener considers each and every flower his own... He unceasingly tends and waters each leaf, each branch. The gardener is god... He brings the spring of Madhuban. The seasons turn, their desires are extinguished, the moments of separation pass. Then, once again, the gardener adorns his scattered dreams... The gardener is god... The ones in whose hearts there isnt the slightest concern for mother and father, the gardener looks at them with tear-filled eyes... The gardener is god... Who spread this fire of grief? The fields have gone barren. Oh colorful life, sand has begun to fly from the garden. The gardener wonders what he has reaped, and and what has been scythed away... The gardener is god... He wrote his breaths in the names of the flowers, in whose seeds was the setting of his evening. The gardener wants his blossoms to smile forever... He unceasingly tends and waters each leaf, each branch. The gardener is god...
Posted on: Sat, 16 Aug 2014 06:54:39 +0000
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