The slow but always encompassing music moved,
In the dark nights of moonlit sky..
In the starry lake waves aroused,
As the dancers danced..
The wordless words moved,as if embrace of sun..
The beauty in saree,with hair adorned by homemade garlands danced,
Twirling along the beats..
The eyes of the crowd stayed upon the dancers,dancing on the music loud..
No one understood a word,but music is just as pure as it is..
And they too grooved along..
The young musicians smiled in satisfaction,as the night came to an end..
That is what it was..
The satisfaction of music and musicians..
Spreading love,art and culture all over the world..
May be with some translation..
