Dance, my heart! dance to-day with joy
The strains of love fill the days and the nights with music,
and the world is listening to its melodies:
and the world is listening to its melodies:
Mad with joy, life and death dance to the rhythm of this music.
The hills and the sea and the earth dance.
The world of man dances in laughter and tears.
The hills and the sea and the earth dance.
The world of man dances in laughter and tears.
Why put on the robe of the monk,
and live apart from the world in lonely pride?
and live apart from the world in lonely pride?
Behold! my heart dances in the delight of a hundred arts;
and the Creator is well pleased.
and the Creator is well pleased.
- Tagore