I Miss Thee

I Miss You Thee 

O cool breeze,

From the mighty mountains ,

Lush green and mighty,

Smelling of pine,

Of rice in the fields, 

Flowers of valley, 

Crisp and fresh,

When you touch me, 

Childhood comes alive, 

O do tell me, 

What is  life, 

A dream or reality. 

Lost in the realm of dream, 

Eyes open, 

Daylight streaming, 

Lost in the world of past, 

Smiling at every touch of you, 

O wind my love keep flowing, 

Let me be in my dream world, 

Soaking every dew drop you bring, 

Soaking  the nectar of hill flowers, 

If it is dream let it be, 

Let it be so. 

Do lull me to sleep, 

Let me dwell in, 

World of my past, 

Roaming between pine trees, 

Plucking those juicy berries, 

Bathing in those inviting rivers, 

Praying in the temples on hill top, 

Or in solace where rivers wash, 

The feet of lords abode. 

O breeze my cool breeze,

With every touch of your's,

World feels like heaven,

Oh no! what you say,

You have to go,

To your own snow capped peaks?

Your farewell is heart breaking,

Yet

If it is so, be it so,

But take my humble message,

To my Homeland,

My eyes swell with tears, 

My voice trembles, 

With memories of your's, 

I miss thee,

I miss thee,

My Homeland I miss Thee.