Life

After purchasing a bindi, 

the moon returns 

from the market of stars. 

Listening to the song of the wind, 

she continues reading. 

At times, she prepares notes, 

At other times, she reads books. 

Yes, she does all this for life. 

She is quite different from me, 

she works at night, 

And sleeps during the day. 

At times, I try to emulate her, 

And sometimes, I become successful 

But most of the time, 

I am unsuccessful. 

Yes, she is cursed, 

Her problems never get solved 

in spite of her study of the book of life. 

When the situation permits, 

I stay with her for a short time, 

But I am helpless. 

My life has been fixed differently, 

I will sleep at night, 

And work during the day.