The Call

The dawn breaks at the horizon,
Birds chirp in needless glee....
It breaks the sombre trance
of monotony.....
In boundless joy.

A call to break your slumber, 
A call of the Lord...
Wake up, my child, 
The dawn has broken... 
Wake up! Wake up! Ahoy!

[Translated By: Sukanya Bandyopadhyay]

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