The goal is distant
The road is long
Got miles to go
To the place I belong
Looked for company
Could not find you
Trudging along alone
Darling, where are you?
The river is wild
Her current is rough
Darkness is on me
And the night is tough
I find a bridge
Rickety and worn
Tied by old ropes
Threadbare and torn
Help me to cross it
Hold my hand tight
Guide me across, dear
Let me take step right.
My life lies yon
On the bank afar
Can’t do without you
‘Tis a bridge too far!
…shyam
sundar bulusu
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