The love we poured into ourselves
Has melted away,
And in this blissful intoxication,
Our hearts yearn for family bliss.
Yet, behind you,
A herd of hopeful deer roam
When will you leak our love secrets to them?
Tsangyang Gyatso (1683-1706)
The love we poured into ourselves
Has melted away,
And in this blissful intoxication,
Our hearts yearn for family bliss.
Yet, behind you,
A herd of hopeful deer roam
When will you leak our love secrets to them?
Tsangyang Gyatso (1683-1706)