Words by Lyricist YugaBharathi
Be still my traitorous heart,
This is heaven – inhabit it,
In the spinning wheel of time, love is fiber, to be spun into yarn,
O be quiet mute heart.
Spoken words are not necessary in love.
(After the appetite is gone
Even ambrosia is poison.)
Endlessly colliding thoughts
Each threatens to devour me whole.
My hands hold heaven and earth together.
Be still my traitorous heart,
This is heaven – inhabit it,
Like a cat which had lost its taste for milk,
Like elephant which has lost its path
Like a veena that is completely out of tune
My very nature has changed.
When your fingers touch me
It is as if I am struck by lightning,
A thousand blossoms shower my body,
Happiness – roll out a carpet for me,
Sadness – scram, just leave,
Universe – wish me well, tell me to go ahead
Live life
Be still my traitorous heart,
This is heaven – inhabit it,
In the spinning wheel of time, love is fiber, to be spun into yarn,
O be quiet mute heart.
Spoken words are so unnecessary in love…………..