Today spring did laugh;
On this earth is only merriment...
In the flowers' candied glance,
In the flowers' honeyed nectar.

Today, let us race off toward heaven
With rhythm and song, peacock and cuckoo call.
Let us wipe away all filth and gloom;
On spring night birds importune.

Spring is come to the gate today;
Now flower buds, they are always awake.
Let us cast aside all inertia
Inside life's warm current.

With touch of life everything beams;
All things float upon His stream.

Translated from Bengali

VASANTA ÁJ HÁSLO
SHUDHU HÁSIKHUSHII EI DHARAŃIITE
PHULER MIŚT́I CÁHANITE
PHULER MADHUR MADHUTE

(ÁJ) CHUT́E JÁI CALO DYULOKER PÁNE
CHANDE O GÁNE KEKÁ PIKATÁNE
MUCHE PHELE DÁO SAB MALINATÁ
D́ÁK DEY PÁKHII MADHU RÁTE

RTURÁJ ÁJ DVÁRE SAMÁGATA
KORAKERÁ ÁJ SADÁ JÁGRATA
SARÁIYÁ DÁO SAKAL JAŔATÁ
PRÁŃER ÚŚŃA PRAVÁHETE

PRÁŃER PARASHE SAB KICHU HÁSE
SAB KICHU BHÁSE TÁRI SROTE

13-11-1982