[ Famous works: Koozhoor Vilsante Kavithakal]
Not in the village,
But a river in the woods,
The poem of the Koozhoor River.
Without seeking,
Flirted with the spring.
Sung to the ocean,
Sung to the desert,
The songs of Koozhoor.
Knowing the abandonment,
Served the song of love.
In the woods and in the home,
Isolated like a life in the desert.
Secluded in the dark.
Knowing the journeys,
Not the ultimate plans.
I can't stop loving
Even if I am abandoned,
In the woods and the desert,
Even if I am lost in my life.
I can't stop loving.
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