"The Ocean Water" - C. Acharya The water of the ocean, How abundant it is, We can swim in it, But we cannot drink it. The redness of your lips, Is a gesture of love, We can get lost in it, But we cannot touch it.
"समंदर का पानी" - सी. आचार्य समंदर का पानी, ये कितना है सारा, इसमें तैर तो सके हैं, लेकिन पी ना सके हैं। तेरी होंठों की लाली, है एक प्यार का इशारा, इसमें खो तो सके हैं, लेकिन छू ना सके हैं।
"Samandar ka pani"- C. Acharya Samandar ka pani, Ye kitna he sara, Isme tair toh sake hein, Lekin pee na sake he. Teri hoton ki laali, Hai ek pyar ka ishara, Isme kho toh sake hein, Lekin chu naa sake he.
"Water"- C. Acharya Bowls of many colours, shapes and sizes. Water is quiet still. For birds that swim and clean, Drink it pure. Rain that drips from the buggy clouds, Fall on mountains, plains, river valleys. But water flows to the underneath, Down with the steeps. For stones that break and soil, Sweet it pure. Oceans that we see, saline or salty, Are tears of earth, On which things float or, Get down deep to hide. From fishermen above the pirate ship.
Water- C. Acharya Bowls of many colours, shapes and sizes. Water is quiet still. For birds that swim and clean, Drink it pure, and Rain that drips from the buggy clouds, Fall on mountains, plains, river valleys. But water flows to the underneath, Down with the steeps. For stones that break and soil, Sweet it pure. Oceans that we see, saline or salty, Are tears of earth, On which things float or, Get down deep to hide from Fishermen above the pirate ship.