Gitanjali 12, Nâko: Rabindranath Tagore

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Nâko: Rabindranath Tagore

Au naolalan i nah oras namfau ma in lalan namnaun. 

Au ‘poi òm ‘bi kereta tunan oras manse fê natból, ma utuin au
lalan ‘tam naijafui pah-pah ma usaitan au nobik a-nbi kfun ma planet namfau.

Nane eslê au lalan amnanûsekê lê ném paumakâsekê neu ko,
ma ‘noinâ nane eslê mâneät afinit lê nanát neu sít in hanan biasa ‘sekê.

Anaolalan nane musti nnot kanan enô kamahinê he ntam neu ini kun,
ma tuafes musti napunan pah-pinan kòtin he namunit a-ntean bale akòpûsekê.

Au matak a-nfui ma nmanua oras au fêka ‘koâ sin ma ak ‘Ho es ko i!' 

Hantotis ma koâ `Hòè, es mé?' ‘njalin matnú lê a-nsain neu saif nifun mesê
ma ntoeb nan pah-pinan nèk noehenu nek’atoes ini ‘Au es nane!'

Yohanes Manhitu es natlakab neu Uab Metô
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The time that my journey takes is long and the way of it long. 

I came out on the chariot of the first gleam of light, and pursued my

voyage through the wildernesses of worlds leaving my track on many a star and planet.

It is the most distant course that comes nearest to thyself,
and that training is the most intricate which leads to the utter simplicity of a tune.

The traveler has to knock at every alien door to come to his own,
and one has to wander through all the outer worlds to reach the innermost shrine at the end.

My eyes strayed far and wide before I shut them and said `Here art thou!' 

The question and the cry `Oh, where?' melt into tears of a thousand
streams and deluge the world with the flood of the assurance `I am!'