Narsimha Mehta

Someone Silence That Bird

Someone silence that bird; he doesn't leave me alone! He is sent by the Creator himself To shoot the arrows of desolation at me! Someone silence that bird; he doesn't leave me alone! His cry is so beautiful, he cries in the middle of the night He is no songster; he is a wicked bird Who kills even those who are already dying! Someone silence that bird; he doesn't leave me alone! It is already dark night, and on top of it, the lightening flashes! The heart of the maiden separated from her love sinks. Someone silence that bird; he doesn't leave me alone! How shall the night pass when the chataka is singing? And what will happen if the dawn passes away too Without Narsaiyya's lord? Someone silence that bird; he doesn't leave me alone!