Praan

From NY Times' David Pogue discussing perils of modern HD cameras in micro-gravity (induced in free-fall flights), I discovered a raging sensation of You-Tube, "Where the Hell is Matt" video, which made me curious about the song playing in the background, which led me to Rabindranath Tagore, which made me even more curious to discover the lyrics given below. Absolutely amazing stuff. 

(thanks to the anonymous poster who put this together)

Stream of Life

by Rabindranath Tagore

The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day

runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures.

 

It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth
in numberless blades of grass
and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers.

It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradle of birth

and of death, in ebb and in flow.

I feel my limbs are made glorious by the touch of this world of life.

And my pride is from the life-throb of ages dancing in my blood this moment.

 

UPDATE:  Here are the words in Bengali from the composer’s blog

Praan Lyrics - Transliteration Some people have asked for this. So here you go. Bhulbona ar shohojete  Shei praan e mon uthbe mete Mrittu majhe dhaka ache je ontohin praan Bojre tomar baje bashi She ki shohoj gaan Shei shurete jagbo ami  (Repeat 3X) Shei jhor jeno shoi anonde Chittobinar taare Shotto-shundu dosh digonto Nachao je jhonkare! Bojre tomar baje bashi She ki shohoj gaan Shei shurete jagbo ami