Translation
It pleases me Yourself to ponder...
Why do You not speak, why do You not speak?
What's this hope, this hopeless dream,
A cradle rocking between wanting and not getting?
Why don't You come near, why just stay far-far distant;
Why just call me like a phantom with a beckon?
Myself upon sky You keep floating like a flower's pollen;
What is this love of Yours... is it deceit?
River, the ocean she does like to discover;
Comet comes racing into Earth's circumference.
And I too, in guise of meditation, with You want to merge;
But even knowing this, You don't take heed?
Translated from Bengali
Latin Sanskrit
TOMÁKE BHÁVITE BHÁLO LÁGE MOR
KENA BALO NÁ KENA BALO NÁ
E KII ÁSHÁ E KII DURÁSHÁ
CÁOYÁ NA-PÁOYÁR JHULANÁ
KENA NÁHI KÁCHE ÁSO KENAI BÁ DÚRE THÁKO
ÁBHÁSE IUṊGITE KENAI BÁ MORE D́ÁKO
KUSUMAPARÁG SAMA ÁKÁSHE BHÁSÁYE RÁKHO
E KII PRIYA TAVA CHALANÁ
SARITÁ BHÁLABÁSE MAHODADHIKE PETE
ULKÁ CHÚT́E ÁSE DHARÁRI PARIVESHETE
ÁMIO DHYÁNÁVESHE CÁI TOMÁTE MISHITE
E KI JÁNIYÁO JÁNO NÁ
07-10-1984