Praise for the Country
At the very beginning praise the liberated Bangladesh
Sufferings of the liberated land were not deported yet.
Then I salute motherly homeland
Blood stained mother, mine destitute mother land.
Praising Bangabandhu Mujib who
Sacrificed life to free motherland,
Begging pardon from him and
Start crossing the mighty ocean by remembering him.
Keeping his name in mind raising voice, "Badar, Badar"
I steer the boat, sail boat by his name
His name is known all over the world
Whenever recollect him I cry silently
I will write an epic on them who
Had sacrificed life in freedom fight
Those who sacrificed lives for Bangla Vasa
Singing the songs of life by remembering them
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Home of Water (???? ???? ??? ?????)
Desired liberal life, desired bluish caress
The sky had dark body.
The coulds were intoxicated
Now covered my face
The sky desired happiness.
Desolute market desire commodities
Fortunate king's game is full of dream-desire
When the deay wane it turns crimson
The Roses starts to wither
Its corpse stays in the vase
Are cremated, trembloes the bosom.
Worn-ou time is dead deer covered with gold
No matter how much it is dear, it is still dead
The cloud didn't give me bluish carress any more
The storm lashes, the clouds dance
Crops of my heart were exhausted, she never came
The garden of my heart emptied.
I didn't like looking at the sky
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Visiting the Pilgrimage of Life (??????????? ???????)
Soft melodious words of songs shatter down under your feet
Day and night shed down speeches of sleep of the peasant
Salt-scented crop of labour kiss dejected lips of pain-stricken girl
Love of untouched soil attracts close
Green damsel of meadow spreads love to you and me
And beacons at the endless bright light
An unknown baul kindles melodies deep into my heart
I've to return again at the endless caves of oblivion and I return
Again and again in the pilgrimage of life this journey goes on alone
Night pass away Madhobi exalts at the celebration of new dawn
Golden desire gradually spreads its roots deep into my bosom
Breaking the gate of night I again proceed in the endless moonbeam
In the celebration of dawn, we wake up, we start to talk
Drenched with nocturnal dew, green crops dance in the morning breeze
With soft footsteps of the peasant, rays of Sun wakes up and dance with joy
We walk all ay to find the soft footsteps of happiness
Green damsel sings of new crop walking along
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Path of Pain-stricken Life (?????? ???? ????)
Can't you see me? Can't you see me?
Whenever your eyes scan, wherever you place your hands, there I remain
Garland of past days remain in the memory, deep into my bosom
Liquid melodies of diurnal condensed hurting.
Can't you memorize looking at the dew-drenched faces of the grass?
Can't you consider the by-gone days filled with discord, division and dejection?
Deep in heart many flowers of life shred to pieces unnoticed
Pain tortured face of the youth more painful than Crucified Jesus
Offerings of sound is disturbed to life as peremptory precept
Can't you see me? Can't you see me?
The poet covering his body with wrapper of dejection
See how the river dances with the sound of waves, the forest is carefree
Shadow of heart encompasses the flows of pensive life.
Can't you see me? Can't you see me?
May be you would not utter, may be you wont seek, or shall you speak
May be it's not me, but someone else who is reciting
When he sees the full moon, utters, O moon, become a witness
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Postman of Inertia seeks Slumber's Address (????? ?????? ?????? ????????? ????)
Postman of inertia seeks slumber's site in your eyes
My silent journey to the night's fatigue goes alone
Dense forest of tresses are the surges of river, parting of hair is a lonely path
In the remote unknown homestead, I'm attracted, faraway, secluded,
Crossing a long way through the cold winter, walking,
I feel warmth of the summer
From the ocean of eyes, who the girl immersing deep
Took out all alone tiny pieces of my tender desires
Someone's tinted eyes burn beside my window nightlong.
Someone hugged me with love, though never kept the vow
Still I too called her close and kissed at her chin as youthful lover
Admiring the poems lonely untiring frantic sentry remain sleepless all night
In the moonbeam of Chaitra I hear songs of pale meadow in Krishna's flute
Calling out in melodious tune, Radha, Radha, I remain awake alone.
Radha, Radha, the bridge is built to the bondage of love, temple of heart
This and that, on both sides you and me visit endlessly
Your seat is made up for you only, I feel scared to build an abode of love
But this path is not the way of death through the parting of hair
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