This sentence comes from Tagore's original bird: Tonight, palm leaves creak, there are big waves on the sea, and the full moon is like the heartbeat of the world. From what unknown sky, you brought the secret of love pain in silence?
I dreamed of a star, a bright island, where I would be born. In the depths of its fast leisure, my life will mature its career, like a paddy field in the sun. The smell of wet soil in the rain is like a huge hymn sung by a small group of silent people.
The saying that love will be lost is a fact that we can't accept as truth. One day we will understand that death can never take away what our souls have gained. Because what she got was the oneness with herself.
At dusk, God came to me with flowers. These flowers belong to my past and are still fresh in his basket. Lord, when the strings of my life have been harmoniously tuned, you can play the music of love with a gentle wave of your hand.
Let me live truly, my God. In this way, death became real to me. The history of mankind is waiting patiently for the victory of the insulted person.
Tagore's works reflect the Indian people's strong desire to change their destiny under the oppression of imperialism and feudal caste system, describe their indomitable struggle, and are full of distinctive patriotism and democratic spirit.