Of the shadow screen of life, this I've said:
जीवनछायाछादनस्य चेदमुक्तं मया।
There's truth in the old tales, but lies as well;
विद्यते सत्यं पुराणकथासु चानृतं तथा।
Now living voices sing songs of the dead
जीवंशब्दा: गायंति गीतानि मृतस्याधुना॥
Here in the smoke, the music, the shadow play
धूम्रे संगीते छायाक्रीडायामथ।
That you have seen tonight, there's something hidden:
रात्रौ यमद्य दृष्टं किमप्यभ्यंतरे गूढं।
It lives in you now, and is destined to stay:
तदद्य वसति युष्मासु तिष्ठतीति च नियति:॥
Found in a girl's murder an age ago,
बालिकाहत्यायै ज्ञातं पुरा।
That matter of choice, of will, and of strength:
विकल्पस्येच्छाया: शक्त्याश्च हेतवे।
Powers that any woman can come to know
यं बलस्थानं जानाति नारी॥
The story lights up from behind what's within:
कथाभ्यन्तरे चकास्ति पार्श्वे तथा।
You're a prisoner just like she was:
त्वमपि बद्धा यथा सा।
A heroine trapped in soft, youthful skin
नायिका बद्धा कोमला॥
If you seek the true Sita, look to me:
सीतामन्विष्यसि खलु पश्य मां।
For though only a ghost, once burned and harmed,
यद्यपि प्रेतिकस्तस्या: पुरा दग्धायाश्च हताया:।
I've given you her truth: for I am she
तस्यास्तत्सत्यं दत्तं मयेत्यहं सा॥
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