The reservoir is the same, only that different birds are using it now. Those birds, who used to sway on tree branches and chirp - the poor creatures - are gone for ever. They were all generous, with doors open for every person, and they have gone over to the other bank of the Kinjhar lake (i.e. the next world).

Fount are the same old ones, birds are different,
The poor things that hovered and chirped have gone.
Those, who opened their doors to all, have gone over
to the banks of Keenjhar*,