paroles de chanson The Trumpet - Rabindranath Tagore
The
trumpet
lies
in
the
dust
The
wind
is
weary,
the
light
is
dead
Ah,
the
evil
day!
Come,
fighters,
carrying
your
flags,
and
singers,
with
your
war
songs!
Come,
pilgrims
of
the
march,
hurrying
on
your
journey!
The
trumpet
lies
in
the
dust
waiting
for
us
I
was
on
my
way
to
the
temple
With
my
evening
offerings,
seeking
for
a
place
of
rest
After
the
day's
dusty
toil
Hoping
my
hurts
would
be
healed
And
the
stains
in
my
garment
washed
white
When
I
found
thy
trumpet
lying
in
the
dust
Was
it
not
the
hour
for
me
to
light
my
evening
lamp?
Had
not
the
night
sung
its
lullaby
to
the
stars?
O
thou
blood-red
rose,
my
poppies
of
sleep
have
paled
and
faded!
I
was
certain
my
wanderings
were
over
And
my
debts
all
paid
when
suddenly
I
came
upon
thy
trumpet
lying
in
the
dust
Strike
my
drowsy
heart
with
thy
spell
of
youth!
Let
my
joy
in
life
blaze
up
in
fire
Let
the
shafts
of
awakening
fly
through
the
heart
of
night
And
a
thrill
of
dread
shake
blindness
and
palsy
I
have
come
to
raise
thy
trumpet
from
the
dust
Sleep
is
no
more
for
me
My
walk
shall
be
through
showers
of
arrows
Some
shall
run
out
of
their
houses
And
come
to
my
side,
some
shall
weep
Some
in
their
beds
shall
toss
and
groan
in
dire
dreams
For
tonight,
thy
trumpet
shall
be
sounded
From
thee,
I
have
asked
peace
only
to
find
shame
Now
I
stand
before
thee,
help
me
to
put
on
my
armor!
Let
hard
blows
of
trouble
strike
fire
into
my
life
Let
my
heart
beat
in
pain,
the
drum
of
thy
victory
My
hands
shall
be
utterly
emptied
to
take
up
thy
trumpet
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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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