Song by Rabindranath Tagore

Translated by John Thorpe

From a jubilant sea a flood o'erflowed,

And pulling at oars sat we all and hauled

How we hauled!

Laden until it could barely float,

So we filled our feeble boat;

Laughing at death through torrents we rowed

To a jubilant sea where floods o'erfow.

Those behind- we heed them not,

Nor frenzied cries that danger looms;

Why, any fool can cry life's dooms

Call a curse and fault our fate

While on dry grassy banks they wait!

But as for me with halyard taut

And song arising loud in heart,

I go

To a jubilant sea where floods o'erflow.