• Alas, why are my nights all thus lost? Ah, why do I ever miss his sight whose breath touches my sleep?

    Rabindranath Tagore: Alas, why are my nights all thus lost? Ah, why do I ever miss his sight whose breath touches my sleep?
    Rabindranath Tagore, William Radice (2011). “Gitanjali: Song Offerings”, p.180, Penguin Books India