Shakuntala lived in a garden of dreams
That was filled with the sound of the rivers and streams
Shakuntala's heart was as light as a bird
And sweet was the music Shakuntala heard.
Shakuntala played with the rabbit and deer,
For no creature that saw her could feel any fear
Shakuntala knew every star up above
Shakuntala's heart was a garden of love.
Ferryman, the sun is setting in the west
Ferryman, the swallow flies towards his nest
Ferryman, why do you keep me waiting here?
Ferryman, my journey's end is very near.
Why do you linger on the shore?
