boshe achi tomae lagi sunno pane cheye,

ashibe jaani songe tobe prostuti loye.

chomokiya tumi dakibe more debonai ami shara,

tumi hoibe pagol para,

dekhiya aloke jhoribe paloke tomari ashru dhara,

tumi juraibe mamo pran,

diyach tomare je byatha ta nohe mlan,

tobu jhoribe abiram,

dite tari protidan:

tomari dukkhe amari sukhosnan.

when you are awake,

not waking.

when you are not asleep,

still sleeping.

when you are alone amidst the crowd,

when you smell the silence in the loud.

when you cry with the joy,

and

smile in sheer destroy...

you are the painter,

you are the paint.

you are the sinner,

you are the saint.

the end is easy,

the start is tough

we are crushed in the middle of the rough.

ghumiye achi,

bhor belae kobita eshe daray dorjay-

"kigo kobi aj amae amay aakbena?

aaj tomae patay sajabo na?

amar pran rangabo tomae diye,

amar atmar pabitra astoron hobe tumi..

ami kobi nai ba holam,

tomar kobita to hote parbo..

loke amar shukkho astiter opor hatbe..

bolona parbena likhte amae?"

past, past, past ...

in the morning i started waking against the past

down the memory lane...

reached a moment i had left unknowingly...

still praying my return... IT smiled and said: "i knew you would come"

my futile existence lashed me.

i cant hold to the past,

i cant belong to the present...

i'm nowhere.

aamar prothom tomake brishtite bhijte dekha,

prothom sital usnatar alingon:

sedin parini bhijte...

ami ekhono se sitol bindur ghran pai,

chute jai brishti te.. tomay pabo,

usnata periye ek usnatay...

tomar astitwa khuje pai bindu bindu jole..

amar buk beye tumi mojjay..

dhue nie jao amay.

amar astitor dhulikona mishe jak tomar brishti te...

milito hoar bedona dhuye jak tomar brishtir jole,

ektu ektu kore...

Tomar shopno dekhlam,

oi to shei chatim gacher talay-

haste haste amaar haat dhorle...

rokto srote tomar premanol...

tumi ki jante? naki na jene chuyyecho amay?

ghum r nei, ube geche...

keno? keno?

keno amay jagale?

bichanay aachre pore amar bonnoyota,

sahojato jantrona adim hote thake..

ki korle amay?

dao ghum, dao se sporso ektibar...

hokna sopno,

tomay to paboghumer arale, nirjone..

r ekti bar...

Window the secret window i stood near

the trecherous window ..

yet so dear.

it opens the morn

and in giggles the dawn,

brings the moon when i'm alone.

beloved window my life forever,

beyond its vow it goes never.

together we gaze,

together we smile,

i'm lost in the maze for a while.

i wont be here i'll be away,

my window dear will wait my my way.

o my dear! i'll return soon,

to see you smile like the moon.