SHANTINIKETAN
THE BOLPUR SCHOOL OF
RABINDRANATH TAGORE
THE SHANTINIKETAN SCHOOL SONG
By Rabindranath Tagore
Translated from the original Bengali by the Author.
She is our own, the darling of our hearts, the
Shantiniketan.
Our dreams are rocked in her arms.
Her face is a fresh wonder of love every time we
see her,
For she is our own, the darling of our heart.
In the shadows of her trees we meet,
In the freedom of her open sky.
Her mornings come and her evenings
Bringing down heaven’s kisses,
Making us feel anew that she is our own, the
darling of our heart.
The stillness of her shades is stirred by the wood-
land whisper;
Her amlaki groves are aquiver with the rapture
of leaves.
She dwells in us and around us however far we
may wander.
She weaves our hearts in a song making us one in
music,
Tuning our strings of love with her own fingers,
And we ever remember that she is our own, the
darling of our heart.