Hear me, Ajjuna, hear me, Pajjuna (Ajjunayo Pajjunayo)

Hear me, Ajjuna… hear me, Pajjuna,When you journey toward Thiriya, seek news of my eldest son.The spies have whispered—he prays by the river’s edge. Anuradhapura burns beneath the hand of our foes,so our kin in Kaduruwela know nothing of his fate.Do not let him know my heart still searches.Discover his needs in silence, and ease…

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Wassakara

Rain-forested peaks rise to kiss the clouds,Great rivers wander, flowing in every direction.In secret caves, sages dwell in silence,Guardians of the hidden powers of the universe.This is the paradise isle—Its forests breathing the air that sustains mankind. O Plata, Sandara, Arittha,Shiva, Vessavana, Vishwadeva! The palaces of ancient Hela were carved of moonstone,Gleaming bright beneath the…

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