I’m waiting for you in the park
I hope you’ll come before it gets dark.
Don’t know, where you’ve been, my love!
I am waiting for you with a garland in my hand.

Don’t need any astrologer’s prediction
To reveal the itineraries of our life.
Don’t need any shooting stars
To grant us our concealed desires.

I’m waiting for you in the park
I hope you’ll come and soothe my desires.
Don’t know, where you’ve been, my love!
I am waiting for you with my heart in the mouth.

Don’t need the silver linings of the cloud
To see the signature of our love in the sky.
Don’t need the walls of lenience
To perceive the echo of our kisses in the breeze.

I’m waiting for you in the park
I hope you’ll come not just to bait my heart.
Don’t know where you’ve been, my love!
I am waiting for you with music in my eyes.

Listen, my love, listen, and you shall hear,
The murmur of my silence calling your name.


Copyright 2007 Bhuwan Thapaliya