I will give you the grain of tears, <br />Roast my sorrows in your pan, <br />O, tender of the fire. <br /> <br />Tender of the fire, branch of magnolia, <br />Roast my sorrows in your pan. <br /> <br />I am late already, <br />The shadows are fading, <br />The cattle have returned, <br />From the forest. <br />The birds have raised their clamor. <br />Roast my sorrows in your pan, <br />Tender of the fire. <br /> <br />Hurry, be quick, <br />I have far to go, <br />To the place <br />Where my companions have gone. <br />I have heard the road to that town is difficult <br />Roast my sorrows in your pan. <br />Tender of the fire. <br /> <br />When my turn comes, <br />Your bale of kindling is damp. <br />Why has your earthen pan <br />Become flaccid? <br />What has gone wrong with your fire? <br />Roast my sorrows in your pan. <br />Tender of the fire. <br /> <br />Mine is just a handful of grains, <br />Roast them, and let me go on my way, <br />Don't leave them raw, <br />Roast them well. <br />I beg you, bring an end to this wrangling, <br />Roast my sorrows in your pan. <br />Tender of the fire. <br /> <br />The wind has dropped, <br />Its mournful weeping ended. <br />A sweet heat <br />Is rising in the stars. <br />My breaths are like a marriage procession <br />Whose bridegroom is displeased. <br />Roast my sorrows in your pan. <br />O tender of the fire. <br /> <br />Tender of the fire, branch of magnolia, <br />Roast my sorrows in your pan.<br /><br />Shiv Kumar Batalvi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-pan-of-sorrows/
