paroles de chanson Authorship - Rabindranath Tagore
You
say
that
father
writes
a
lot
of
books
But
what
he
writes
I
don't
understand
He
was
reading
to
you
all
evening
But
could
you
really
make
out
what
he
meant?
What
nice
stores,
mother,
you
can
tell
us!
Why
can't
father
write
like
that,
I
wonder?
Did
he
never
hear
from
his
own
mother
stories
Of
giants
and
fairies
and
princesses?
Has
he
forgotten
them
all?
Often
when
he
gets
late
for
his
bath
You
have
to
go
and
call
him
a
hundred
times
You
wait
and
keep
his
dishes
warm
for
him
But
he
goes
on
writing
and
forgets
Father
always
plays
at
making
books
If
ever
I
go
to
play
in
father's
room
You
come
and
call
me,
"What
a
naughty
child!"
If
I
make
the
slightest
noise
you
say
"Don't
you
see
that
father's
at
his
work?"
What's
the
fun
of
always
writing
and
writing?
When
I
take
up
father's
pen
or
pencil
And
write
upon
his
book
just
as
he
does
A,
b,
c,
d,
e,
f,
g,
h,
i
Why
do
you
get
cross
with
me,
then,
mother?
You
never
say
a
word
when
father
writes
When
my
father
wastes
such
heaps
of
paper
Mother,
you
don't
seem
to
mind
at
all
But
if
I
take
only
one
sheet
to
make
a
boat
with
You
say,
"Child,
how
troublesome
you
are!"
What
do
you
think
of
father's
spoiling
sheets
and
sheets
of
paper
With
black
marks
all
over
both
sides?
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1 Tabu Mone Rekho
2 Amar Paran Laye
3 Sonar Tari
4 Jhulan
5 Eso Eso Phire Eso
6 Duhsamay
7 Bhikhari Kaangaal Aamaarey
8 Nababarsha Hriday Amar Nachere
9 Hriday Amar Nache Re
10 Chhotobaro
11 Authorship
12 Birpurush
13 The Hero
14 Lukochuri
15 The Trumpet
16 Asha
17 The Vision
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