Remain With Me Forever, Baba !

Allow me to walk along with You
But oh, how tall are You to my view
I pull Your hand, why don't You bend
I shall put a pathetic face, see, If You won't bend
See, Your height with mine is but equivalent
Into my eyes, yes, You will see, isn't it?
Those looks, in fact, appear very fondly
Resembling the cheer of mother-father jointly.
The feeding hand of mother, the kissing lips of father
Your love enormous is boundless, similar to theirs
Endearing, certainly charming is Your smile
Hereafter, You should stay with me all the while.