Comrade Vagabond I am just a vagabond, I am just a vagabond! Across the globe, the Earth has called me her own So Im seeking not my home. From Ganga, through the Mississippi, I saw the Volga’s beauty From Ottawa, via Austria, I hugged the dust of Paris City. I took colors from Ellora and gave them to the far Chicago city I listened to Ghalib’s couplets in Tashkents Minaret with gaiety Sitting on Mark Twain’s grave, I spoke of Gorky, Everytime the strangers appear, being tied with a bond. So I am vagabond, so Im vagabond!! With so many aimless vagabonds, I do have a goal Wherever I found colors I colored my soul I have seen so many skyscrapers, so great, So have I seen homeless poor by their shade. I have seen many roses, lilies blossoming around So have I seen buds, unflowered flowers withered. The bonded labourers across the Nations makes me feel tensed. Our own fellow beings have been strangers in their home, So I am vagabond, I am just a vagabond Across the globe, I move on, Seeking not my home, I am just a vagabond, I am just a vagabond! https://youtube/watch?v=NlQ6lGx-UA0
Posted on: Sun, 07 Sep 2014 11:11:38 +0000