Let me find a child within

The sunshine is now like a monk

Who has left for a lonely place for dhyana

So, the sun has no moods to rise

The day has no lights to show

The sky is cloudy and gloomy

So is my mood.

We, the old, don’t know,

When our faces will glow

Still, the children in the park,

So jovial and playful

Spread the fragrance of flowers.

Let that fragrance madden us,

Make us so jovial and so playful.

Let me find a child within

Make me jovial and youthful.

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