Lady of Shalott censored.
The speech of the Lord.
Dhē thōrā āmāẏ nūthono korē dhē nūthono ābhoroṇē..Hēmonthēro obhishompāthē riktho kiñchono kānonobhūmi,Boshonthē hōk dain’yabimōchono nobo lāboṇyodhonē. Śhūn’yo śhokhā lojjā bhulē jāk pollobo-ābhoroṇē..Bājuk prēmer māẏāmonthrē Pulokitho prāṇēro bīṇājonthrē Chiroshundorē obhibondona. Ānondhochoñcholo nr̥thyo oṅgē oṅgē bohē jak hillōlē hillōlē, Joubono pākh shom’man bañchithoshom’milonē. Dhe thora amay nuthono kore dhe nuthono abhorone.
Deliver me today in your might. Autumn insulted is envious of spring whose glory undiminished covers the earth. Listen my friend forget your shame. Fill life with purpose. Hear the songs that re-create love’s belief. They fill the soul that is always beautiful, holy which the dancing waves bathe. The youth gathers bounty in front of the world. Deliver me today in your might.
Sabarmathi Ashram. MK Gandhi.
